When you get down to plank length shit gets really crazy really fast. Things popping in and out of existence, the very fabric of reality becomes total chaos. ITS SO FUCKING SMALL YOU DONT UNDERSTAND
You will find a nice, well actually not that nice, headstone or hopefully just dust somewhere if the burn me. Like the earth, my path had been set already early, doesn’t matter the changes it’s too late for any meaningful effect on the path destination.
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