My actual location is in a phylactery safely suspended in a void equidistantly between the event horizons of a matrix comprising several intersecting null-time stasis fields locked in a cold-iron box encased in six meters of lead on all sides in the center of a sonar-refracting non-euclidean polyhedron of cement nestled snugly in the bedrock of an undisclosed location somewhere in this plane that MAY not actually still be within the celestial body upon whose surface we presently stand.
This proxy is mostly running on autopilot while most of my attention is focused on my favorite terminal-body reading a charming little novella while enjoying a warm beverage at a quaint cafe within a secondary urban center that isn’t even on the same continent right now. I’m not just living my best life; I’m living my best SEVERAL lives, thank you very much, ADVENTURER :p
Psh, amateur; my soul isn’t INSIDE THIS!
THIS THING is just one of my terminals!
My actual location is in a phylactery safely suspended in a void equidistantly between the event horizons of a matrix comprising several intersecting null-time stasis fields locked in a cold-iron box encased in six meters of lead on all sides in the center of a sonar-refracting non-euclidean polyhedron of cement nestled snugly in the bedrock of an undisclosed location somewhere in this plane that MAY not actually still be within the celestial body upon whose surface we presently stand.
This proxy is mostly running on autopilot while most of my attention is focused on my favorite terminal-body reading a charming little novella while enjoying a warm beverage at a quaint cafe within a secondary urban center that isn’t even on the same continent right now. I’m not just living my best life; I’m living my best SEVERAL lives, thank you very much, ADVENTURER :p