I seemingly had sort of finished my analysis of Indigo Parallel. I brought [Dandelion] out of that world into this one via connector Indigo Ridge. Funtastic. A base on an alien world where the mother/father planet’s rings flip every so often, just enough to remind one this is all a simulation. *Reality* is a simulation — no escape. The man inside the spacesuit seems to agree. He eyes me from afar.
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“Did you get the idea of the perpetual Santa outfit from Gorillaz?”
“No, they got it from me,” he joked. “Besides, it’s not Santa, it’s just Christmas, period. I stayed there. Gorillaz and its Murdoc didn’t.”
“Interesting. Soo, Santa is also Satan.”
“You said it. Not me.”
“666. Cracks coverup.”
No answer. (TBC)
Sunklands 