The moon replies: "I wear your scars as scripture,
hold tides like unspoken vows.
You burn; I remember.
We are the oldest dialect."

The Sun Speaks: "I am the first tongue of light,
scorching time into dust.
Beneath my gaze, life kneels—
not to worship, but to breathe."

Is Meta entering its peri metapause?

Is this a normal dog way to sit? She's a little rescue pup, and she sits funny 🥹

Fugg Meta 🤌🏼

Where are all the space whales at?

Have we entered the 'what's real era' (WRE)?