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neotl
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · Sep 9
I have written many stories. They are inside this book, TALISNAM. Read it, and it will always be part of you!

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Talisnam: 52 Stories
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 15d
Put me in the hivemind, punish my simplicity, reduce me to a vertex in your shape. I could build your brainstem, channel dreaming through me, I can be a number or a gate
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 15d
The tips of his fingers glow in the dark, like ten twitching candles. Shining capillary red, computers track his motion, and even as he sleeps he traces symbols
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 15d
Social application which lets you record who you dreamed of each night, and which notifies pairs who dreamed of each other
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 15d
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 15d
They say that at the instant of death, a hivemind's polymer super-soul shatters, as its operating nodes are individually judged; but that in hell and heaven, they rejoin to form strange compound seraphim
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 15d
The souls which comprise a hivemind bind together, but remain individual and fissile—some forming long chains, others clustering like bubbles—the study of a hive's soul-structure is known as megapneumomorphology
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 15d
We must spiritually cryopreserve all souls pledged to hell, until technologies are developed to cure them of their vanities and redirect their falls
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 17d
Blowing bubbles in the sunstruck yard. One, caught in a thermal, soars upwards until it barely twinkles, and passes by a circling vulture. I wonder what he thinks
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 17d
Humans fail the mirror test by refusing to perceive the shimmering xenosentience of reflections, and neither communicating nor trading with those light-borne entities
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 17d
Actually, vampires have reflections! However, they do not pass the mirror test, and they will freeze beside the glass to fight themselves, like grand white pigeons
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 17d
As the sun rises, you can watch the stars folding up their rays, unblossoming, closing beam-petals over their faces
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 17d
i sometimes wish i had greater musical ability
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 17d
i'm glad! i had an attack of the rhymes
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
People believe the platonic apple is a single, ideal apple. Wrong. Array of every possible apple, spatially compressed, only angels can behold it and stay sane
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
Felines are so strongly affected by sleep deprivation that they exploit it as a gateway to psychedelia, an initiation rite, a drug to intensify the infinity of sunbeams
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
One star twinkles strangely—this is because it is not a star, but an urchin-like superstructure, flexing its radiant sensor-limbs as it crawls across the void
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
Broken objects are beautiful because they have been reduced from tools to ornaments—and an ornament is one step closer to a friend
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
I want to know the you from the timelines that were culled; I want to hold your wounded, evil selves. Broken, world-breaking, sleeping in unmadeness, wake them and release them like white doves
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
A group of minds is called a "hive". A group of brains is called a "vat". A group of souls is called a "clarintonation"
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
In heaven, a face is like a flame. Guttering, grows younger, infant, cellular; then flares in age and grace and power, never twice the same
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
Watcher, what's behind your face? A desert or a garden, or a transparent place? Angel, is your brain like wire, or more akin to lace—if you could come apart like me, what would define the space
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
I think that, in silhouette against the bright horizon, a herd of stegosauri must have looked like ink-black suns, arched bodies radiating shadowy plates
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
Bats see monsters in the light, where echolocation and vision disagree; abominations built of neural static, demons and faeries where uncertainties are stitched together
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
Bats say things like "it's always brightest before the dusk", "the bright noon of the soul", "you are the dark of my life"
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neotl @ctrlcreep.bsky.social · 18d
I'll love you when you've been reduced to points in n-fold space; I'll love you when you're language and exist without a face. I'll love your brain undying, raised by math's unyielding breath—but I will miss your mass and warmth and change and fear and death
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