It is not yet the holiday season but brothers' days out should never wait. Been a while since I last came here, and it feels rather refreshing to be back dropping a loaded amount of joy to share. Last week I decided to spend almost the entirety of my savings to spoil my brothers (including the eldest, Kak Ninkara, yes) and the four of us went to Disneyland. Despite needing to babysit two rascals (re: Samael and Anastasia) we genuinely had an amazing time and it was worth the tough experiences we went through throughout this year. Felt like their absolute joy was all that I needed to see. Samael and his bags full of blind-boxes after days of convincing me that they're profitable because he plans to resell some—which I know he's not going to, Kak Ninkara and his one more shirt and that'll be all I want as he ends up with eight pairs plus three bottles of different perfumes, and Anastasia's constant whining about getting his best pictures taken. After all it was worth it. Hope October treats you kind, Nionts.

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𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝗐𝗅 𝗈𝖿
𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗒𝖾𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽
𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗉, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗉𝗈𝗍.

𐔌 ﹒ ⋆ ꩜ ⋆ 𓂃 ₊ ⊹. 🍥🥢

𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍?
𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂, 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗎, 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗀𝗀,
𝖽𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗉𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗐𝖾𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌?

𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾
𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗉, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒.
𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗈𝗇,
𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾.

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ㅤㅤㅤSAMNIONT’S JOURNEY OF OCTOBER 15TH
ㅤㅤㅤㅤThe Irrefutable Incandescence of Libra
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Singular luminosity suffuses the manifests in the subtle modulation of cadence when articulating an untempered truth in the inadvertent aversion of a gaze mid-reverie or the sudden, trenchant wit that disarms the unsuspecting. While an entirely nascent epoch is silently bestowed upon one who alters the very beginning of a room merely by crossing its threshold.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIrrefutable Presence of Endless Time
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤYOU’RE A STAR,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPIOTR TJEV SAMNIONT!

The benediction for this unfolding age eschews clamorous triumphs and immaculate facades. Rather, it is an earnest invocation for unburdened shoulders. It is a plea for interludes where tribulations are infinitesimal and reprieve is absolute. In the demarcated measure of time belongs irrevocably to you, Piotr!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAlways With Love,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHomebound of Samniont.
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