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
Saturday, December 1, 2018
brooding and removed, [safe mode] is a room without Windows
the warrior should become the protector
self protection mechanisms make the movement wary:
the logician becomes the debater becomes the Command[er]
take the guard down? what is our root? take it somewhere specific and personal: dark adn moody.
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