It isn’t life.

Then something comes which is not a moment. It is a huge blot that obscures everything. What happens then is not a reaction. It is the swallowing of a stygian mass. Keep moving? What choice is there? I have become slower, thicker, and slow to react. Now that I have cheered you, I will be on my way. Hopefully, I will find a snorkel.

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