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title: Houses
published: 2018-12-04
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i sit in my *house*. my *home*. my little corner of reality. i have everything i use on a daily basis here, i have all of my things. its comfy and its mine.

i decide i wanna talk to my friend lunar, so i go to my window, and i send out a bunch of numbers. they fly to his house, say they're from me, tell him what i want. later lunar sends back his own numbers:

> "howdy chief"

we go like back and forth like this all night.

### interlude

i need some code. i send some numbers to my other room, the one across the world. they take my key and get in the front door, and send back my old things.

these things? they're just numbers.

numbers and logic and magic, creations of my own, spurred on by thousands of conversations, numbers sent out, blips in the dark.

### interlude

and all night and all day we send out our numbers, our blips

we seek those like us

we shape our identity, our unique series of blips and bloops

we live on as long as we're heard, as long as we get numbers back.

thats all we can do

thats all we want

lets all love lain.

` ~*blip*~`