KosmoSer
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KosmoSer
AUTOR•zniknelam na chwile bo bylam mocno chora (w piatek goraczka dobila 39*C, krecilo mi sie w glowie za kazdym razem jak sie podnosilam i nawalaly mnie uszy, leb i gardlo caly czas, nie polecam💃 ale jestem zdolna do speedrunowania chorob wiec dzis czuje sie niezle, zostal tylko katar i kaszel)
dobra dalam znak zycia wiec spadam grac w minecrafta bo lezalam przez trzy dni 24h dziennie w lozku lmao
KosmoSer
AUTOR•przesluchalam 10h SugarCrash, po kawałku ale jednak
uwielbiam ta piosenke<3
KosmoSer
AUTOR•mam od jakiegos czasu cos takiego, ze chce cos zrobic, probuje sie zmotywowac, po jakis 10/15 min mi sie (nie zawsze) udaje wiec siadam do kompa zeby wlaczyc speedrun music (dla przyspieszenia) i konczy sie na tym ze mijaja GODZINY a ja siedze na yt, sQ albo wczoraj na twt i nie moge sie za nic zabrac ;-;
moja motywacja i gotowosc do dzialania poszly po mleko🚶
(wraz z moja wola do zycia lmao)
TheMedicalAnomaly
Też tak mam x_x
KosmoSer
AUTOR•https://twitter.com/bladesa_bitch/status/1384675178341445635 co jest czemu tego nie widzialam💀
l...e
HE CALLED ME POO POO 😍💅
TheMedicalAnomaly
co
KosmoSer
AUTOR•"Sometimes the player read lines of code on a screen. Decoded them into words; decoded words into meaning; decoded meaning into feelings, emotions, theories, ideas, and the player started to breathe faster and deeper and realised it was alive, it was alive, those thousand deaths had not been real, the player was alive
You. You. You are alive.
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter, where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun, boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player, walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world, through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream
and the universe said I love you
and the universe said you have played the game well
and the universe said everything you need is within you
and the universe said you are stronger than you know
and the universe said you are the daylight
and the universe said you are the night
and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you
and the universe said the light you seek is within you
and the universe said you are not alone
and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing
and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code
And the universe said I love you because you are love.
And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.
You are the player.
Wake up."
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dlaczego nigdy przedtem nie przeczytalam calego End Poemu z mc, to jest cudownee:[