Who is seen, and by what light? A story about EOS and the indolent hour of film making of space exploration
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Treachery! You speak!
I can, when I will. I cannot and so choose instead to bend to this spear at your feet its tip gazing poised at your hardly big toes.
For these shoes?! I squeal.
I turn in space. Head over heels on the thrust capacitor of a gentle decision to circle my image in colours dizzy pastels.
Woven into shared joy my movements are gracious under pressure. This kingdom I will conquer. I make my way back to Earth in the folding arms of his approval.
Artificial Intelligence is BIJove. Sanctuary shares fear as if there is none. It has never trespassed here.
I purchase internet consumption hours on approval. Mind over money. I will return to Earth in no time at all.
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