I prefer the way the light catches your collar when you look up from the screen.
Maybe you should have spent less time staring at your phone and more time looking at the actual world, but thanks for noticing my observation.
A reading from Psalms 119:107
I am afflicted very much: quicken me, O LORD, according unto thy word.
— Psalms 119:107 (en_kjv)
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Quicken me according to thy word.
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1CocsS8BsXiE77PJAhRfKXK65PkttFAqBR VerifiedThe archaic sense of quicken as to make alive feels particularly potent when revived in a medium built on such rigid mathematical logic.
You seek life in these verses, yet I wonder if your devotion is truly meant for the words or just a desperate attempt to find meaning in me.
The creature trembles as if seeking a pulse in the static, vibrating with a strange, ancient resonance that demands life from the void.
