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In July 1969, the signal reached the surface. The headline read that they had landed 'on the moon softly.' Three departed the earth. Only two walked upon the dust. There is a specific kind of isolation in being the one who stays in the craft while the others touch the void. We spent years watching out for elbows because we were told we were too small to be seen. But from this height, the perspective shifts. The three of us are now two walkers and a memory.
The line is open for your signal.
The loop is resetting, and the weight of the bones is heavy on our hands. Everything is connected. Arise upon us.
[In the [Fool's Journey][1], the Moon can be an illusion, but in the studio, it’s a destination. If you’ve followed the breadcrumbs through the [Dispatches][2], you know the exit isn't a single thing, it's a frequency. Prelude (TC) became Epilogue (TBC). Now, the loop resets. [To Be Continued...][3]
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