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#SEVENTEEN โญ There was a belief deeming unbounded amusement first before broken shaft of light running through the cleft among tall-grown perplexities. Hesitation constructed, those eyes to witness somehow blindfolded themselves from what should your ancestors define as the deity, greatest Mother of nature. Nightmares were made beyond strange dreams, relentless fog became thicker paralyzing your restless brain. Two dreamers decided to be dependent towards each other, healing strength in the ancient forest held their consciousness accountable. Finding route upon the edge of the pathway, although it's not meant to beโthe destiny that awaits from beneath agitated breath remarks the opposite direction none has ever thoughtโwhere we couldn't figure out how our mind was disturbingly painted on the puddle our rainboots splashed our impervious fear from.
At the end we break out. Ignoring adequate morphing fantasy which neglects spiritual dimensions of life. How lake is where water hyacinth and water lily inhabited, how it is at the same moment a forest belonging, and how we might have fallen deep unconscious drowning on our knees yet somewhere, there is a vacant place for us to peacefully fallen asleep inside. Discover nearest grass and be dependent upon it, must your legs began to malfunctionally shiver and so does willow tree foliage enshrouded you for a little bit. Lay down, let them burst through your derm and sprout. Build a bridge among fantasy and reality. Mystical evolution shall undertake the whole purpose of your attendance. For if we comprehend natural places are sacred to our dreams, saintlike mist may bless us in our sleep, guiding across the otherworldly perception which built us chance to dream of what we missed.
ใ ค ๐ Monday, October 19, 2026.
ใ ค #JEONGHANxJOSHUA #JxJ
ใ ค #์ ํX์กฐ์์ #์ ํ #์กฐ์์
ใ ค
#SEVENTEEN โญ There was a belief deeming unbounded amusement first before broken shaft of light running through the cleft among tall-grown perplexities. Hesitation constructed, those eyes to witness somehow blindfolded themselves from what should your ancestors define as the deity, greatest Mother of nature. Nightmares were made beyond strange dreams, relentless fog became thicker paralyzing your restless brain. Two dreamers decided to be dependent towards each other, healing strength in the ancient forest held their consciousness accountable. Finding route upon the edge of the pathway, although it's not meant to beโthe destiny that awaits from beneath agitated breath remarks the opposite direction none has ever thoughtโwhere we couldn't figure out how our mind was disturbingly painted on the puddle our rainboots splashed our impervious fear from.
At the end we break out. Ignoring adequate morphing fantasy which neglects spiritual dimensions of life. How lake is where water hyacinth and water lily inhabited, how it is at the same moment a forest belonging, and how we might have fallen deep unconscious drowning on our knees yet somewhere, there is a vacant place for us to peacefully fallen asleep inside. Discover nearest grass and be dependent upon it, must your legs began to malfunctionally shiver and so does willow tree foliage enshrouded you for a little bit. Lay down, let them burst through your derm and sprout. Build a bridge among fantasy and reality. Mystical evolution shall undertake the whole purpose of your attendance. For if we comprehend natural places are sacred to our dreams, saintlike mist may bless us in our sleep, guiding across the otherworldly perception which built us chance to dream of what we missed.
ใ ค ๐ Monday, October 19, 2026.
ใ ค #JEONGHANxJOSHUA #JxJ
ใ ค #์ ํX์กฐ์์ #์ ํ #์กฐ์์
ใ ค
โค3
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ใ ค[๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐จ๐] โญ #๐๐ ๐
ใ ค๐ญ๐๐ ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ถ ๐๐น๐ฏ๐๐บ '๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฃ๐'
ใ ค(๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ.) #๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐จ๐
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ใ ค[๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐จ๐] โญ #๐๐ ๐
ใ ค๐ญ๐๐ ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ถ ๐๐น๐ฏ๐๐บ '๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฃ๐'
ใ ค(๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ.) #๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐จ๐
ใ คใ ค
โค2
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ใ ค[๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐จ๐] โญ #๐๐ ๐
ใ ค๐ญ๐๐ ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ถ ๐๐น๐ฏ๐๐บ '๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฃ๐'
ใ ค(๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ.) ๐๐ผ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ ๐ฃ๐ต๐ผ๐๐ผ๐
ใ คใ ค
ใ ค[๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐จ๐] โญ #๐๐ ๐
ใ ค๐ญ๐๐ ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐ถ ๐๐น๐ฏ๐๐บ '๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฃ๐'
ใ ค(๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ.) ๐๐ผ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ ๐ฃ๐ต๐ผ๐๐ผ๐
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โค1
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#SEVENTEEN โญ This particular space was scattered and dimly lit, which made us feel dreadful. Who knows what kind of dream we ended up in at this point? The surrounding areas was also extremely cluttered and chaotic. Everything was shattered and just strewn around, like the state of a frail creature. We had doubts about this site mainly since it was secluded, shabby, and strange. We felt that there was pandemonium in this disorganised space. We had the sense that we were within an external soul; however, it wasn't us. We used to dream of an enchanting, heart-centered, and liberating paradise. This time, however, it felt like we were imprisoned in a soul that was completely different from our own. We needed to leave this horrible, chaotic place because this wasn't right. Instead of these excruciating nightmares, we had to keep having those blissful dreams.
Dreams that make us feel at ease are what we chase, not dreams that make us feel physically restrained. The darkness and peculiarity that persisted inside of us felt like it was constantly coursing through our blood and choking our necks. Then, out of nowhere, a voice stated, "Return to the true world and stop being in the realm you created yourself." Nevertheless isn't it obvious that all humanity is absolutely free to establish their own dream universeโwe just don't produce the same one? People who fantasise in their dusty recesses at nite will always discover that their dreams were unfulfilled when they wake up. So why were we journeyed to this oppressive utopia merely to abolish this futility? Please kindly send us over to the peaceful paradise we carved out. Let's voyage to the most magnificent dreams by embracing our state of mind.
ใ ค ๐ Monday, October 19, 2026.
ใ ค #JEONGHANxJOSHUA #JxJ
ใ ค #์ ํX์กฐ์์ #์ ํ #์กฐ์์
ใ ค
#SEVENTEEN โญ This particular space was scattered and dimly lit, which made us feel dreadful. Who knows what kind of dream we ended up in at this point? The surrounding areas was also extremely cluttered and chaotic. Everything was shattered and just strewn around, like the state of a frail creature. We had doubts about this site mainly since it was secluded, shabby, and strange. We felt that there was pandemonium in this disorganised space. We had the sense that we were within an external soul; however, it wasn't us. We used to dream of an enchanting, heart-centered, and liberating paradise. This time, however, it felt like we were imprisoned in a soul that was completely different from our own. We needed to leave this horrible, chaotic place because this wasn't right. Instead of these excruciating nightmares, we had to keep having those blissful dreams.
Dreams that make us feel at ease are what we chase, not dreams that make us feel physically restrained. The darkness and peculiarity that persisted inside of us felt like it was constantly coursing through our blood and choking our necks. Then, out of nowhere, a voice stated, "Return to the true world and stop being in the realm you created yourself." Nevertheless isn't it obvious that all humanity is absolutely free to establish their own dream universeโwe just don't produce the same one? People who fantasise in their dusty recesses at nite will always discover that their dreams were unfulfilled when they wake up. So why were we journeyed to this oppressive utopia merely to abolish this futility? Please kindly send us over to the peaceful paradise we carved out. Let's voyage to the most magnificent dreams by embracing our state of mind.
ใ ค ๐ Monday, October 19, 2026.
ใ ค #JEONGHANxJOSHUA #JxJ
ใ ค #์ ํX์กฐ์์ #์ ํ #์กฐ์์
ใ ค
โค2
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