npub1w88dflpmum730rqzlvnwpz8cn422mqhh3v642splq5rcdq5kl0tqwu3l67 (npub1w88…3l67) yah, I can see where I die. This ain't it. :)
I live to be very old now that I changed jobs. It's less stressful and generally pleasant. Getting free of the system at long last seems to do me good as well.
Sort of a shame, I was still quite beautiful when I was going to die before. I look like shit when I die now all those years from now after this shift. I guess that's a good thing.
I just do what I'm doing now until I die there, not a bad life assuming a few more things work out here and there in my favor.
When you're young the fractures of probability are endless. Every fork you pick and every year that passes It narrows down, like some sort of slots in a Japanese gambling machine.
I get old and die here serving as a guardian and I'm okay with that. The forks narrowing used to fill me with terror. Now I feel with some weird sort of peace about it.
I never really been afraid of dying. It would be a blessing to me honestly, I'll be free at last.
The paths being set in stone is what always terrified me. Being a seer and constantly aware of the shifts can be a lot to handle at first. 20 or 30 years into the craft I think you finally leave your second puberty.
I figured out how to read my palm once. It forks like crazy in the years that have passed now, Then joins again and breaks down into only three. I wonder which one this is, or if I do them all at once.
Bishop Whitewind /
npub15c…ugl46
2024-01-24 16:36:39
in reply to nevent1q…mrkk
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