247 >[S]: Lay on the ground and IMAGIN

You spend the next few minutes laying on the ground and imagining.  You imagin so many things, like your upcoming game with your friends, one friend in particular is the orange text lady.  You also imagin on how little we all are in the grand order of the multiverse.  How each action we do is completely random and meaningless.  How we all live in the spotlight for a fraction of a grain.  How huge everything is compared to how small you are.  How most people in the past died without any fanfare and how most people in the future will too.  How you died with such little fanfare, you don't even know when you died.

You cry about that, not being able to remember a single thing about your life before this vessel.  It's quite sad, not being able to remember that.  You try asking your father, but he always has something else to do.  Like running a circus can't be that hard, right?

Ok, maybe if you're literally running a circus, it can be a bit chaotic, but still, can he at least share something at dinner time, or at teatime.

After spending the next few minutes on the floor, you decidedly get up off the ground, and prepare for something incredible.

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