Hope Zine · Vol 4
Scroll to drift down. Three layers of paint move at three depths.
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I wondered...
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I focussed my attention on the source of the signal within my being...
Some form of thought loop...
...rendered in a shell
I, as hermetic crab, could wander,
...shrinking as I went...
wondering,
into it's depths,
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Here at Hope HQ, we started getting a strange signal coming in over the scanners....
I consulted Fish-Legs, our dream computer
After some time, I found a box...
inside was
Suddenly... I was in a great spiral shell
My thoughts somehow echoed from the walls....
Was this place my thoughts? Made of thought..?
And so I wondered,
It felt as though it was in me even, like I could feel it inside myself, like something was coming...
I consulted Fish-Legs, our dream computer....
She indeed confirmed that this was something psychic,
rather than electromagnetic...
