# An Ode To Roderick

By [(cryptoprittie)](https://paragraph.com/@cryptoprittie) · 2022-06-29

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How baffling it is, my love for thee; Proximity? Camaraderie? Netspi? For ‘tho the timeline travels weeks in days, The weeks we’ve shared are smaller still — mere hours.

And still that speed cannot compare to this: [mirror dot X Y Z slash chthonic](https://mirror.xyz/chthonic.eth)’s. Where years of wisdom storm across the page Propelled by some ungodly eldritch power.

How else can I explain Dear Roderick’s works? Surely no human in the universe Could prophesy our [bonding with machines](https://mirror.xyz/chthonic.eth/1jC7A_nJzQcQh9i2r62hPOA3RBunBqZ_qdiW87shwtw) Within the time it takes for me to shower?

And surely no true earthen-bound mere man Could have the self-awareness to ascend From [ego-drenched shipwreck](https://mirror.xyz/chthonic.eth/DNxS5h5KBDKrhFFIoDYfDpz6es4SgO2wRW57Kbsb3Vg) upon the sand To [just a vessel, bro](https://mirror.xyz/chthonic.eth/fYq4_RAxbZY8csKlQf15gY6KY7Xz248xnk8fTH4LVRw), in one weekend?

But no; my love for thee is more than awe, It’s more than simultaneous creative cryo-thaws More pure than common int’rest, or a shared philosophy It’s just that I am Roderick, and Roderick is me.

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