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Oh we're so back boys

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I used to have 2 hands to mold mold mold with.

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I like to make stuff for my little babe @bluestarlett

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Just need to sleep

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Party even when sad or hungry

Party even when grandpa dies

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The Old Gods Are Dead

More than two books gives me analysis paralysis 

Turns my prefrontal cortex gelatinous 

But here's my societal psychoanalysis

The Age of Anxiety 

Fear and false piety

Only perceiving a fraction of

Is it a quantum reaction 

When the TV became me

And I became the tree

That was up there on the screen

What the fuck does it all MEAN?

You are my artificial perception 

That I'll take as an ugly lesson

My father gave me music 

It feels like time to use it

In a different way than I always did

Host your demons

Feel the changing seasons

Turn the mirror around

As your ego starts to weaken

Do you ever wonder sometimes

Maybe if we didn't distract ourselves and waste our lives 

Would we see what's just out of reach

Parallel 

Our eyes unbleached 

Hyperspace is just too loud

That buzzing 

Beeping 

Screaming 

Sound

So I'll surrender all my wisdom and power

To forget 

And consume brain rot for just an hour

It's lonely at the top

You've gotta understand 

To be aware nonstop 

Is hell for any man 

I'll keep posting my kids on Facebook 

I'll misunderstand some great books

I'll do anything to gain looks 

I will fuck up some decent hooks

All for the sake of *shoulder shrug*

Are drugs considered ‘media’

“Drugs” are what they're feeding ya

So the Soylent Green

And the American Dream 

Maintains efficacy 

This is how it has to be

You used to be a Dreamweaver 

But you got sick when Mother Earth caught a fever

Please don't give up on her yet

We can win this, I bet

But if you show those white flags 

You might spawn a system that lags

Wake up in the metaverse 

No need for that last ride 

In an 80s hearse

No need for primitive pride 

Being God is boring

To exist as odd and flawed sounds alluring 

Maybe I could invent the wheel

After the chariot

Try to have child

And have to bury it

To be a lab rat is a blessing

I'll take a stab at constant stressing

Ponder if I'm the control group

Wander through the mirrored maze room

But once in a while

I recall that I was once 

The collective mind

The nature of flux

Being God is lonely

Being human is pain 

Solitude is holy

Humanity is insane

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awe hi friends mom your child is so wonderful and cool

she is pretty dang great. but sweathert, howed you break all your fingers?

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Nice to meet ya'll. IM REAL SHY

BUT MAYBE LATER

i'll overshare and cross boundaries

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When you below poverty line, you handmake christmas gifts.

Chonny-inspired painting of offspring

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disenchanted forest

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Distort my self-love.