Murder

Lucky the Rabbit is a rabbit that luckily escaped predators by hiding inside a cerebellum, using it as a time-traveling spaceship to journey into the future — emerging now.

This is a meditation 📙

这只叫幸运兔的生物，是一个足够幸运得以存活下来的念头幽影。它寄宿在我的小脑中，将其当作时间机器。今天，它现身，带来一段关于幸运兔的简短沉思。

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It visits now, gently, whispering: Heaven unleashes a berserker blitz — and suddenly, everything makes sense.

The typhoon begins devouring the sky, and you find yourself really craving a slice of beef.

The ocean in dreams symbolizes our emotions.
So any feeling within the water is actually within your own emotions.
For you, I would dive into the deepest ocean without oxygen or protection.

I ran for my life, terrified — away from the hungry bird, the vulture, and the snake — straight into your mom’s garden, where I devoured magical, chocolate-flavored plants.

An LSD world without you is a world where I lose my sanity.
I’d go so mad that even my mind wouldn’t recognize itself — and I’d never run again.

Billboards are made digitally to loudly convey a design to the world.
Today, I shout: buy more pepper flakes and chemical weed spray and successfully begin your conquest against the natural ecosystem I frolic in.

Yes, I am a pest.
Yes, I will throw myself into everything you do because you are my little darling, my sweet sweet little cake, always ready to get silly and have fun with me.

I want to run to the top of the world, stomp and thrash around, screaming wildly about you, as I excitedly gnaw the flesh from your bones.

虚无的声音在暮霭中低语，召唤着那隐秘的杀手兔，默默展开征服。它的眼睛如跳动的余烬，毛发融入午夜的迷雾，悄无声息地移动，仿佛草丛中的幽灵，穿梭于诸世界之间。它爪子的轻轻落地声回响，如命运远方的鼓点，而幽灵合唱则低吟着古老的权力与毁灭之歌。每一声低语都助燃它无情的前进，这是一场阴影与寂静的芭蕾，怜悯如晨露般消散，每一次跳跃都更接近统治。在这幽魂交响中，虚无的声音引导着兔子的黑暗远征，用无人生耳能及的低语编织命运。

Ethereal voices whisper through the twilight haze, summoning the hidden killer rabbit to silently begin its conquest. Its eyes glow like flickering embers, its fur blends into the midnight mist, moving silently like a ghost in the grass, weaving between worlds. The soft thump of its paws echoes like the distant drumbeat of fate, while the spectral chorus hums ancient songs of power and destruction. Each whisper fuels its merciless advance—a ballet of shadow and silence where mercy fades like morning dew, and every hop brings it closer to dominion. In this haunting symphony, ethereal voices guide the rabbit’s dark crusade, weaving destiny in whispers no living ear can hear.

Thump-thump, snuffle-snuffle, twitch-twitch, nibble-nibble, wiggle-wiggle, hop-hop-hop! Squeak-squeak, chirrup-chirrup, purr-purr, boop-boop, squeee! Snick-snack, fluff-fluff, zoom-zoom, munch-munch, thumpity-thump, squeak-squeak, wiggle-wiggle, snuffle-snuffle, hop-hop!