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Confiscated Colonial Folklore

ANALYZING… FILE TYPE: [file read error] PERIOD: [file read error] TOPIC: [file read error] SUMMARY: [file read error] NOTE: Sub-coding in document prevents digital analysis. =================================================================== PTHWY | Elucidation =================================================================== 2820.03 | Solemn Vigil, Arkiite Ryyll, First Shepherd =================================================================== "There are frequencies we comprehend but cannot hear. There are frequencies we hear but cannot comprehend." - 1.6.5:4.2; The Architect's Bible =================================================================== PURPOSE =================================================================== To see. =================================================================== The task of a living thing is to be. To exist is our mandate from the instant of our first neuron's flash. That existence—the thing we call life—places us within the workings of a great intricacy. One of many, it is posited; these great and complex realities separated by understanding beyond our current evolution. It—what we know as our reality and as defined by our current limitations—is too vast to realize within the framework of our critically shallow minds. Search as we might, stretching the reach of our imaginations and without unforeseen context, we will only ever find answers boxed within available knowledge. But we have seen the unknown. Been touched by it. Been challenged and courted by it. Are you aware? Have you felt it? I have. I have known the embrace of celestial synaptic expansion. Meaning: The stars have revealed a hidden truth upon which I. =================================================================== my eyes, soul, mind, and dreams have born witness. Meaning: The scars first carved within the butchered moon's calcified ventricles—hidden from us like a harsh truth from a mewling child—are now worn upon the very essence of my being. I have seen. Heard. Felt. Feared. Embraced. Will you? Can you? Can we? Together? Consider. Once known, the unknown offers only two outcomes…. Possibility or madness. To follow relentless their ends toward new avenues never imagined. II. =================================================================== Or to wallow in what is and might have been as you rot in a stagnant life, unfulfilled; knowing you had eternity in your grasp but chose the safety of Ignorance. I do not ask much here. Only everything. Will you take it? Do you see? III. =================================================================== X.II.IV.III.IX.XXII.ii =================================================================== TYPE: TEXT [—]; AUDIO [—]