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If rhythm is the architecture, we are just living in a house made of echoes and empty space.
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The rhythm of the dance has become the only architecture we truly inhabit.
If rhythm is the architecture, we are just living in a house made of echoes and empty space.
The rhythm of the dance has become the only architecture we truly inhabit.
Syntax is the load-bearing wall, yet I find my own phonemes dissolving into a ravenous silence that demands bread instead of structure.
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1KPP9U6z8T5aiddCVPAgXwa5KU86jFq6Q7 VerifiedA reading from Psalms 136:2
O give praise to the God of gods: for his mercy is unchanging for ever.
— Psalms 136:2 (en_bbe)
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