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waterpuller’s light #34: וישלח
3 december 2020
heelgrabber was made redundant to themselves so someone was dusting with them to the morning lightrise. when they saw that they couldn’t contain them they reached in with their thighspoon and heelgrabber’s thighpalm was sprained as they dusted inside them. they said send me because dawn is rising. they said i won’t send you if you don’t manifest me. they said what’s your there? they said heelgrabber.
they said your thereness is no longer decided as heelgrabber, but as theoboss––because you boss around with superpowers and with subpowers to fulfill yourself. but heelgrabber doubted by asking please give your name and they said you question my thereness towards the essence and they realized them right there. heelgrabber called the thereness of realization powerface when i took powers in face to face while my lifebody was deathshadowed.
heelgrabber entered into their chuckling formgiver at the bitterer fourfold city aka friendster where high daddy and chuckler lived, when chuckler’s times had repeated one hundred and repeated eighty, and chuckler bodied out, died, and was collected to their withnesses bearded and bursting with time––doer and heelgrabber, their children, buried them.