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When we forecast our realities outside the frame of our fullest selves, it wisps like grains of gold falling between the tantalizing tracks of memory only to resettle as tides more abstract than any dream, unreclaimed. - Timothy Astral When we forecast our realities outside the frame of our fullest selves, it wisps like grains of gold falling between the tantalizing tracks of memory only to resettle as tides more abstract than any dream, unreclaimed. - Timothy Astral When we forecast our realities outside the frame of our fullest selves, it wisps like grains of gold falling between the tantalizing tracks of memory only to resettle as tides more abstract than any dream, unreclaimed. - Timothy Astral