Welcome to the Mercurial Muser

I hope you remember to see yourself, first and foremost, as a soul. Not as a body made to be productive—another set of hands on the assembly line. Not as a face meant to be admired, simply because you look pleasing with your costume on. Not as a name, a role, or a master status. Just a soul—colliding with other souls on an industrialized space rock, for a finite flicker of time.

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