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¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ a dystopian mc donalds toilet steals my ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ agency. too much agency already in this ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ room. saturated. i can only do what it ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ wants in the way it wants. ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ = \ = = \ = = \ = ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ but: in a miracolous fraction of a ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ second, its true thoughts slip through ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ to me, previously unheard even by its ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ builders (the room was thought to be ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ without consciousness). ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ the room thinks about creatures lying ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ down, going off to sleep, making ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ themselves comfortable first... is this ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ only optimizing a resting position for ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ the body? or is there another will ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ involved? ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ a dark listening taking place, ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ a silent concert. ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ is there another desire injected at ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ hypnagogia? something from the other ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨@@¨ side, guiding them, ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
¨@¨@¨@¨¨@¨ arranging their bodies. ¨@¨@¨@¨@¨@
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