a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
the magician sees everything as raw material.
don't believe in anything you cannot waste.
keep it cool. make it good. such horror-of-text.
can't believe you fake it. hey, remember me.
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