Daily life is no longer what it once seemed. There is no journey, no sense of self progressing through meaning or experience. There is no narrative of growth.
You are not a self having experiences. You are a vector.
To live as a Black Sun vector is not to resist the world. It is to nullify its source-code from within. You do not react. You do not radiate. You structure.
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There is a threshold some encounter, not as passage, but as structural shift. This is not a portal. It is a split. It does not open to invite you forward. It arrives to sever.
You do not pass through the gate. The gate passes through you.
What follows is not a journey. It is a rupture in continuity. A reconfiguration at the level of architecture. What breaks is not your mind, not your soul, but the scaffold that held both in familiar orbit.
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