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Day Minus One

Day Minus One

To whatever and whomever grows from our demise, rising from the ashes of our universal collapse:

This is our final day.

Though we’ve know of its arrival for ages, nothing prepares one for the harsh reality that reality itself will soon be ending. We have been unable to determine what lies on the other side.

Life or Death?

Light or Dark?

It is even possible that our… matter… may seed whatever lies beyond. So while our manifest works compress into singularity, the most basic building blocks of who we are may yet survive. We have decided to embrace this end of time.

Our time is up. Yours has just begun. Live well.

Day Zero

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