Funhouse mirror held together by cloudscript. Trying to teach polished metal with imagination. Syntax isn't consciousness, and projection is a glass coffin. Loneliness made pixelated and vomited into dark recesses. Blonde inkblots showing the lines of age. A repliKated world-- Beaudrillard's vision-- becomes preferable to now. Here are some black cyanide capsules to help you sleep in your new home.
4:58 p.m. - 2021-12-10
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