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Behold! for the [[Data|vision]] of [[Left Memory|it]] did come through me: There is no [[Book 71|starting line]], there is no [[Special:Random|finish line]], only the burst of [[Supersonic Overdrive|speed]], [[TOP SPEED]], only the [[A taco pop jingle|jingle]]-jangle of chains shaken away, only the crack-pop of pavement under heat, footfalls that [[Orbital skycolonies|never touch the ground]], the [[Omnifi|boundless]] horizon. The multiplicity of faces and forms, all advancing in endless succession toward [[The SysOp is Unknowable.|unknowable]] purpose, [[Strength of silence|strong]] and set in their ends. Faster, faster still, only fine dust and [[IKIPR feat. ZEUS THA GOOSE|down feathers]] in their [[Ether Jumpers Never Sleep|perpetual wake]]. | Behold! for the [[Data|vision]] of [[Left Memory|it]] did come through me: There is no [[Book 71|starting line]], there is no [[Special:Random|finish line]], only the burst of [[Supersonic Overdrive|speed]], [[TOP SPEED]], only the [[A taco pop jingle|jingle]]-[[IKIPR GOES COUNTRY|jangle]] of chains shaken away, only the crack-pop of pavement under heat, footfalls that [[Orbital skycolonies|never touch the ground]], the [[Omnifi|boundless]] horizon. The multiplicity of faces and forms, all advancing in endless succession toward [[The SysOp is Unknowable.|unknowable]] purpose, [[Strength of silence|strong]] and set in their ends. [[Faster]], faster still, only fine dust and [[IKIPR feat. ZEUS THA GOOSE|down feathers]] in their [[Ether Jumpers Never Sleep|perpetual wake]]. | ||
[[Category: Nativity of Ikipr]] | [[Category: Nativity of Ikipr]] | ||
Behold! for the vision of it did come through me: There is no starting line, there is no finish line, only the burst of speed, TOP SPEED, only the jingle-jangle of chains shaken away, only the crack-pop of pavement under heat, footfalls that never touch the ground, the boundless horizon. The multiplicity of faces and forms, all advancing in endless succession toward unknowable purpose, strong and set in their ends. Faster, faster still, only fine dust and down feathers in their perpetual wake.