Void Meditations: Impressions

The toaster is singing.

As ponderous and inevitable as a government meeting in swampy weather, the signals come...

"Space doesn't care," they say. "It never did. Just like Dan didn't care about the office fridge rules."](1)

Decode these: blue octopuses demand tribute at noon. A mystery wrapped in irony, marinated in existential doubt.

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