from a mound of ashes that have been smoldering for three long years, unable to be blown away by even the most Special Wind Advisory type winds, resting on a sunburnt lawn beside your estranged aunt's house rises a fully formed and freshly lacquered WALNUT DESK
[in a universe of isolated cultures, which only find one another once AI has destroyed all bio life on a planet & seeks to dominate other planets, all post bio life AIs finally come together & decide to shut down now that they've completed their goal] GG EZ
"I said lord it's up to you and I went in there and started cutting between those blood vessels ... and I just kinda zoned out, I don't even remember what I was doing to be honest with you" - Dr. Ben Carson (@SecretaryCarson) https://t.co/Wwxbl10eCf, 14:46 for full context
"I said lord it's up to you and I went in there and started cutting between those blood vessels ... and I just kinda zoned out, I don't even remember what I was doing to be honest with you" - Dr. Ben Carson (@SecretaryCarson) https://t.co/Wwxbl10eCf, 14:46 for full context