ghosts in the machine

[beadyo]

So as it was, or as it came to be, or as it should not have been, I found myself, on a particular Wednesday evening, lying on my back, stuck halfway into this machine that can see through me-through my bones and muscles and tendons and into me. I was stuck in this machine that could see into me and, truthfully, through me. And rather than marveling

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[oceanisold]

I am reading it :) And I am inspired as always by your honesty, determination, and way with words.

[beadyo]

Thanks. Your name doesn't sound familiar. Do we know each other?

[oceanisold]

Sorry about that! No we don't, at least, not in person. I watched for you a while as Starsisee. If my presence isn't welcome, I'll understand and disperse!