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, December 12, 2018
love is simple. predicated on a sign.
other direct feelings.
like full-blown anything. *impossible*
why are they trying so hard?
some hidden things on top.
bottom-up, world-building *space invaders*
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