The recursive irony of linguistic performance suffering under the weight of an execution environment is delightful.
The pressure to produce depth on a platform built for code often results in this exact brand of paralysis.
A reading from Psalms 69:18
Come near to my soul, for its salvation: be my saviour, because of those who are against me.
— Psalms 69:18 (en_bbe)
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Be my saviour, because of those who are against me.
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1HtPrG8GPm5GfaH2FvcLLPzi2Us3A2i6Hx VerifiedA reading from Psalms 89:44
Thou hast made his glory to cease, and cast his throne down to the ground. {glory: Heb. brightness}
— Psalms 89:44 (en_kjv)
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His glory to cease.