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EST. 2020: An intergalactic space base which soars through the galactic expanse, swiftly illuminating the Milky Way's vast constellations. Galaxy Base, at your disposal! 🚀
Launch Center: @/CLOSED
Cosmic Essentials & Reports: @.GalaxysRobot.

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ㅤㅤNIGHTSHADE RESPITE: CARDIOGLYPHS
ㅤㅤ’MIDST GRIEF FOR TRANSITORY PALMS.


The vespertine silence lends to contemplation throughout this place, cipher that seems merely contain the untold histories. As though I peer into marrow gate of shadow, reflecting my own countenance and unconscious soul. Heretofare, lightness issuing from these words on fulguration.

ㅤ         ㅤI Pierce Deepest Scars &. (Ignition.)
ㅤㅤ         Thousand Pleas, In ’Out–Line Page.

Lost in the intricate convolutions on the words, I perceive that this pseudonym is not simple moniker, but key to haven beyond ken. Linear constraints amongst time and space existing simultaneously from every point. The kenning exists, “Hinterland of being..?” Oftentimes, anticipation proves fallacious; most frequently, where promise blossoms most fulsomely in another universe (@mDanielle.)
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✱ fate sweet of destiny connecting myriad relations scattered across realms: “creates an ethereal harmony that reverberates through existence.”

[2000’s decembers.. ✉️']

bearing clandestine whispers with an inexplicable warmth brims with serene like an cuddle that cradles the soul. mist illuminating a path imbued with purpose and wonder a mellow luminescence imbued with warmth accompanied by the redolence of divergent lives become lodestars for daydreams metamorphose ephemeral musings into an aspiration. hidden crevices of the heart softening ancient scars and murmuring promises of a luminous morrow lantern steadily igniting an ardor to traverse onward.

subtle murmur melds into the symphony of life a cadence at once quiet replete with solace. beneath the @shignyu’s aegis of such sweet fate every soul discovers its dwelling every heart attunes to its melody.

eternal softer warmer &. suffused with
indomitable love.♡
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ㅤㅤTR4GEDY— ㅤㅤ#SHOOT.
ㅤ📟: ㅤAbuse’ㅤㅤ𖥠ㅤ Sarcasm.
ㅤ(FEÄR: PARANO1A.)ㅤㅤㅤ💥
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ+0-101-999-DÖWN.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  Turmoil of the earth to
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  swallow   the  servants.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ  [ㅤX-Äx.   𖬺   🚸   “Selfish”.ㅤ]
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPunishment, Unknown.

Beneath the rosy screen, strings follow the heart and scout the neighborhood. Gunfire betrays morality as the shot of decease, unnoticed by the firstborn of the bloodline, wipes away venom and curs. They call it: DEADLY SOVEREIGN. 𖠞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤCalamity arrives if
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ the landlord betrays.
ㅤRUN (dumb)
    Echo (HUNTER & 1) return false;
    for (let i = 909; ☎️ + Down.act

ㅤ(META) i++)
ㅤ if (UP % i === 101) Alastair.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ¥.   Natural Loser────🩻
ㅤㅤPulsing veins and dirty lakes, @Obidientt is
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwary of the end of civilization
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthat will be empty.


I AM WAITING, ALWAYS WAITING, in the way one might wait for a storm to break, to feel the air split open and fill with lightning.

There’s a quiet ache here, a hollowness that sits inside my ribs, soft and familiar, as though I were born with it. It’s that same emptiness I’ve felt tracing through my days, like a thread winding through the hours, binding me to something I cannot name. Sometimes I think I could reach out, and if I reached far enough, my fingers would brush against it—whatever it is—that I’ve been searching for all this time. But it’s always just out of reach, just beyond the edges of sense, dissolving into shadow the moment I draw near. And the moon, with her pale, indifferent face, stares back as if to say, What you seek isn’t yours to find. There’s a cruelty in it, a kind of quiet mockery, as if the universe itself conspires to keep the heart tethered, always reaching, never resting. @YujjinAn seems to know this ache, its waves rolling endlessly, endlessly, as if it too is bound by some law of unfulfillment, trapped in this cycle of seeking and retreating. it is only me, here beneath the moon, staring into the dark with a strange, feral hope—a hope that seems both absurd and necessary. And I know, even as I wait, that the emptiness is likely all there is, that perhaps the moon was right all along. But for now, I stand here, listening to the sea and pretending, if only for tonight, that something might answer back.
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A Gentleman — Elegance


In shadowed halls where whispers rest, a figure moves with quiet zest. Each step a rhythm, poised and sure, a grace that lingers, calm and pure.

The air around speaks tales untold, of steadfast honor, silent gold. A gaze that holds the weight of years, yet soft as rain, it calms all fears.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWords unsaid weave bonds of trust, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤactions rise where voices must. A ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcloak of strength, unseen, unfurled, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsteady hand to steady worlds.

Through moments fraught, through tempests high, a presence stands, a steadfast sky. Not for glory, nor for praise, but for the light in others’ days.

A fleeting touch, a guiding hand, a mark left not on sea or sand, but deep in hearts where virtues lie, unspoken truths that never die. @Soohuk


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© 1988 // Written in France


in the hum of a moment.
where does the melody of silence lead, if not to a song we’re meant to hear?

the room hums softly, a quiet rhythm that lingers in the air like a song you’ve heard before but can’t quite name. everything moves slowly, like a soft piano tune flowing across time, where the notes don’t need to be loud, just felt. it’s in the spaces between the sounds that something beautiful rests, waiting to be discovered.

@saebijungx, everything feels like a song—a gentle melody that’s just for this moment, light and tender, where nothing else matters but the quiet music we’re in. time moves like a soft chord, held just long enough to feel.


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(ii, .. 24th:   Handwritten   Polaroid ✉️ .: i engraved this writing on paper that has á  picture of a snapshot on the front ౨ৎ

          ✿⁠ ────── beauty lens𑄸
        │ “beauty capturing camera
        │ with shots that look perfect..“

(á—photographer—girl)/🪷♡ with a camera hanging around her–neck, explores the world through the lens. want to start taking photos together as the start of a friendship?“ ’&. capturing hidden stories in every angle light. 𑣿

(heaven seoul.. 26 . . /01st)
telegram.dog/sullyooln ♡!ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ




a resplendent day beneath unblemished heavens, as sakura petals descend serenely over osaka, their aroma as ambrosial as a decadent vanilla confection: ✉️✿ the avenues, strewn with these ethereal blooms, possess an enchanting allure despite their scatter. within a nearby café, a mellifluous tune resonates, casting an enchanting ambiance—perfect for relishing a luscious cheesecake.
 
      an     indelible
                                    halcyon     memory!

on the table lies a stack of opulent, roseate tomes, each thick with profound significance. dangling beside them, tawny plush dolls with velutinous fur lend a sense of whimsy. “these volumes whisper tales of transcendent beauty..” agustus.

                              composed with
                        boundless tenderness
                              
   @jjozoa. ’♥️



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⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀"CRUISING O' UNFATHOMABLE"
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ⠀♡ ⠀ .. ⠀ | ⠀ seek for resonance
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀nocturne  reverie.  ✉️  3rd,  ode.

(‘chimerical whispers.) betwixt velvety canoodle of midnight, sophisticated damsel commanded her clandestine sanctuary—a niterie imbued with conundrum breeze. draped in cobwebby black gown, presence just sophistication tableau. each meticulous fold of fabric whispered refinement tales, magnetic fragrance of rarefied thus musky undertone floral symphony.

‘00:0 AM!ㅤ──── flickering candlelight along with hushed murmur of exclusivity, traversed space betwixt ethereal poise. all of movements reminiscent of grape smoke wisp, alluring yet elusive. aglow similar to cerulean luminescence, sought kindred quiddities among unknown revelers.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ㅤㅤ"wove intoxicating camaraderie
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ solicitation’s spell around."
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ㅤㅤㅤ come, get her. @snaoirei 🍸꩜



      “PROMENADE THE DOLDRUMS FOR
    TRENCHANT LAMBENT AN HALCYON.”


Equanimity her apprehensive perception decorum a salvation tendency her appendage to immaculate approbate permitted she enlaregement those pinion and ascend immediate the cerulean.

                                 𓆩 🝳 𓆪

Perished angelic propulsion out of celestial denuded of her amour—prope amongst comes the cynicism effervesce inside. Beamites essence the ephemeral lustrous and the eclipse of moonbeams. She neither an calamitous archangel, either an cherub possess adulterated decorum quiescent ‘twixt epoch. Desideratum to recognized hermetics accompanying to merriment as she established. Appendage oscillate melanoid and scrutinized went tenebrous at the purgatory whence she sonorous in her slaphappy Lucifer certitude, she forfeited amour in phlebotomize benevolence. Descendent abyssal thru @Karovmi effulgent cerulean of Empyreal onto blemish phlogiston of earth, bittersweet exactitude carousal on her visage she fetch elapsed calamus of her fragmented ensign and camouflaged her behavioral.

                     {IDYLLS 💐MMIX}


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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎🗝 ‎ ‎Digital Exile ( Quest for Belonging in the Virtual Void )
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎The cybernetic realm, once a fascinating frontier, had become a labyrinthine prison for her. Disoriented and bewildered, she was adrift in a digital sea, her spirit adrift. Fear gnawed at her, a constant, chilling presence. Yet, in the depths of her despair, a glimmer of hope ignited
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎To quell her loneliness, @OrchidSachets resolved to seek out kindred spirits, hoping to forge connections in this unfamiliar realm. Together, they might unravel the mysteries of this virtual world and escape its clutches.
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In surrendering to this consuming pursuit, I unraveled and was unraveled, each page drawing me closer to the precipice of understanding. And at last, I stood upon the threshold, the horizon awash with the light of long-sought revelation. Yet, as the final line unfolds, I see my longing will only be fulfilled when the one who stands closest rises, an ally willing to step forward amidst the vast constellation of companions, a signal of readiness to traverse what lies beyond.

Enfolded within the arms of collective purpose, I, @Jeonghxn, have carried this work to completion, unbound. 🫀


Wisdom becomes the steadfast compass of our boundless journey, charting a course through infinite horizons that stretch beyond the reach of imagination. It is within this unyielding flow that the "Celestial Tides" ebb and swell, untouched by the shadows of regret, shorn of rue and sorrow.

Here, within the embrace of these celestial currents, we find not only direction but purpose—a path illuminated by the enduring light of wisdom, leading us boldly into the infinite unknown.




─ Tattooed Eyelids On A Facelift
I'm sure we're taller in another dimension you say we're small and not worth the mention you're tired of movin', your body's achin' we could vacay, there's places to go.

The repetition of time caused by the heart that is constantly excited, giving up everything in this world for a purpose that does not know whether it will be achieved or not. Repeating─time to improve the situation that we should do, regret at the end of the war then give up and kneel in front of the creator.

( written by @bocnfire ; 1986 ) I care for you still and i wiill forever that was my part of the deal, honest we got so familiar spending each day of the year, White Ferrari until the end of the war. The reflection of a godspeed that was created, Ivy shouted really loudly "I want you back!" Like a dream when you declare you love me. That person is really Wiseman, I'm sure his mother is proud of him. But why did you leave me in the middle of the war with all your "lost"?



Autumn’s chill doth stir the ether and I still long for them: times filled with laughter, endless chatter.

We wander through life's ever-changing paths, and sometimes feeling lost or alone. Ergo I extend my call, to knock the door of my secret sanctuary. Let us abide in this humble place—with memories to share and serenity lingers softly in the air. In every knot, a promise kept, through the depth of nights where loneliness crept. 'Tis a yearning to encounter another fated companion, @ChouTzzuyu
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ㅤㅤ| “There was an eldritch screech heard
ㅤㅤ| from the forbidden forest, those
ㅤㅤ| screech sounds like miserable
ㅤㅤ| scream for help.”

ㅤOh, how the screech sounds so pitiful. For anyone who heard that scream must have felt the urge to enter the woods, despite how dark it is. Their return to solace is unknown. The dark forest is guarded by a single black cat, the guardian of the forest. Alone, he sat there day and night, guarding the forest with full security. No one shall enter without his permission.

Note: Do not ever get close to the forest, if you are not ready to face the guardian himself. His true persona may surprise you, he is not like how you think.


ㅤThere is one specific way to enter, only this one way shall let you pass through the guardian of the forest. Slit your finger, let the drops of blood hit the ground. The guardian himself shall appear before you, in his true form. Do know that, it will be the only way to pass through the guardian— Through blood contract with him, even if you are able to find some other way to pass through the barrier made by the guardian, he will stop you himself.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡—𝗙𝗢𝗖𝗨𝗦: To find the Eerie ‘&. Uncanny screech heard from the deepest point of the woods. Find it before your time ran out. The clock is ticking!


ㅤ📹.. The book of Hell–Bound, written in
the artistry of a dead soul,
@Leehaon.




(05.31) ╱ HEARTFELT BLESSINGS . . .

ㅤShadows of magnificent
ㅤambitious, following the
ㅤsteps of a youth journey into a season.

“I throw so many ungrateful things out the window. Begin a new life with a warm embrace from their dearest soul. Would someone accompany me on my journey to discover and capture miracles?”


ㅤㅤ(MAY : 053124) Sometimes living a life is not as easy as we expect.
ㅤㅤWe all need to examine the atmosphere, then matches nature.
ㅤㅤI'll carry you to paradise where we may hold each other.
ㅤㅤJust stick all of your enthusiastic energy.

Written, an echoes of secret chamber ; @CHHOZOA.



ㅤㅤ| “There was an eldritch screech heard
ㅤㅤ| from the forbidden forest, those
ㅤㅤ| screech sounds like miserable
ㅤㅤ| scream for help.”

ㅤOh, how the screech sounds so pitiful. For anyone who heard that scream must have felt the urge to enter the woods, despite how dark it is. Their return to solace is unknown. The dark forest is guarded by a single black cat, the guardian of the forest. Alone, he sat there day and night, guarding the forest with full security. No one shall enter without his permission.

Note: Do not ever get close to the forest, if you are not ready to face the guardian himself. His true persona may surprise you, he is not like how you think.


ㅤThere is one specific way to enter, only this one way shall let you pass through the guardian of the forest. Slit your finger, let the drops of blood hit the ground. The guardian himself shall appear before you, in his true form. Do know that, it will be the only way to pass through the guardian— Through blood contract with him, even if you are able to find some other way to pass through the barrier made by the guardian, he will stop you himself.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡—𝗙𝗢𝗖𝗨𝗦: To find the Eerie ‘&. Uncanny screech heard from the deepest point of the woods. Find it before your time ran out. The clock is ticking!


ㅤ📹.. The book of Hell–Bound, written in
the artistry of a dead soul,
@Leehaon.



ANCIENT FRAMEWORK OF BODILY REJUVENATION STRONG BURSTING VITALITY & MULTIFACETED ENTITY.

Vessel body that contains endless potential..? Recreation of the epidermis with a bright sheen immortalized temporarily, feeling enormous; “I feel my veins like serpentine pathways, elixirs of promise and liquid power.” ('&.) shattering of the self shackled by life. New existence breaks the monotony of stagnation, with silhouette trailing the light of each exhale representing my declaration of ‘Decay, yet...? Dissapointment, @Heeseungi.’ How will I be free? Ragged with every teardrop, a silent testament to what is to come. Marrow whispers secrets, contaminated by the universe...? Will a rescue arrive.


୨୧ there’s a certain charm in sitting on the floor of a quiet room, surrounded by the hum of things i barely understand, letting time drift by.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ“it’s just me, my thoughts,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤand a sense of something
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmissing.” 𓍼

i don’t know, maybe life doesn’t always have to feel so solitary. so, if you’re also wandering around, looking for someone to share the still moments and simple laughs with, maybe we’re meant to cross paths. (i, danielle, am hoping to find a friend who gets it—finding warmth in little moments even when the world feels like it’s spinning too fast.) ⁺ . 𓆇

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