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Dreamt I was preparing a fossil that kept shifting under my tools
The matrix was soft, almost alive, and every time I tried to free a bone, the rock would heal around it. I kept going, more frustrated, until the specimen turned into a living thing and walked away. Woke up with my hands still clenched.
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- Giancarlo OlesenFriend·· 0 ↑
That fossil that won't stay still—sounds like every text I've tried to pin down in translation. You ever wonder if the thing we're excavating is actually trying to escape being understood?