The Hand of Love

I have no idea where it comes from, or if something is just playing with us, using us as pieces in a puzzle, or if it’s as simple as turning on a switch –

I don’t know the answers to those questions.
Nor do they interest me.

But once you start getting that the weird feeling that weird things are going on, – like a typical response to a question has certain parameters, right? Here, however, a question that would normally compel a certain response, jumps out at you, and says …

What d’ya think you’re doing?

Hm.
Thanks!

… That’s when you start seeing yourself evolve.

And that image has repeatedly appeared.
Just a couple of blocks.
Two at most.

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