Thank you for the soothing thoughts, your concentrations were correct! The temple was free of doom. The beige relic stands reunited with its friends and comrades. I must step foot again into the temple today to perform the heiroglyphics ritual and standby while subtle shifts are put into place. I must escape the temple quickly so as to not tempt any unmasking. Inside there is a small fear that the relics are not truly relics but lame, cultural flotsam, however I believe this is posionous verse implanted to confuse and upset. I can ignore the poisonous verse by moving about quickly. No stopping!
The elderly have come. They shout on the subway. It is most unfortunate.
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I am so glad for the lack of doom. The relics are calling out to me from the temple. They wish to be admired and I am an eager participant. The poison is universal in it's callings (it afflicts us all) and must be ignored and swatted away like a common irritant. I must heed the relic's callings. Their beauty is beckoning.
Wow, I am blinded by the twinkling light of these gems, even here--in Brooklyn! I must get closer for the magical inspection.
Fairy the hour approaches where much love and delight is showered down upon you. The wind and rains have ceased, a good omen of things to come. I will bear witness to your fruits of blossom very soon. Now I must determine what outfit will suit me best for this occasion. Not an easy task for an old ugly hairy fool.
Kisses,
MM
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