“It is a one-way trip, my love, you cannot undo being born, you cannot undo the body. There is no rush. It’s okay for it to be slow; you only think it’s slow because it’s flesh. […] the body is already destroying itself, the body is already dying. I take comfort in that. I am already being destroyed, I am already dying and going home, and I have work to do.” p. 182
— Mar 04, 2026 01:20AM
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