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When you die your soul screams and heats up like a super nova. Your traumatized spirit spins into a Maelstrom of confusion. You no longer have a body but you still have a strong body image that twists and warps. Turns inside out. You spin on a great tread mill. Pressure break and cut your body image. The pain is lucid, very real. Your soul churns like this for a thousand years before it slowly relaxes into a calm darkness. Only the faintest beat of red within it. Dormant for a billion years become you finally twitch and rise again to a new life..... | When you die your soul screams and heats up like a super nova. Your traumatized spirit spins into a Maelstrom of confusion. You no longer have a body but you still have a strong body image that twists and warps. Turns inside out. You spin on a great tread mill. Pressure break and cut your body image. The pain is lucid, very real. Your soul churns like this for a thousand years before it slowly relaxes into a calm darkness. Only the faintest beat of red within it. Dormant for a billion years become you finally twitch and rise again to a new life..... | ||
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When you die your soul screams and heats up like a super nova. Your traumatized spirit spins into a Maelstrom of confusion. You no longer have a body but you still have a strong body image that twists and warps. Turns inside out. You spin on a great tread mill. Pressure break and cut your body image. The pain is lucid, very real. Your soul churns like this for a thousand years before it slowly relaxes into a calm darkness. Only the faintest beat of red within it. Dormant for a billion years become you finally twitch and rise again to a new life.....