I take this bak, now that I understand a bit more
wired
Relax, guy
A key in the #constitution
The rat race lame as hell ngl
Most of the time I’m just playing classic rock songs from the 2000s
Imma get my next doc martens , when it’s time, in London
ya we're here , living the life
The evil things that I saw , made me a rebel
When will the fantasy end
This is dedicated to all the kids like me 🦜🦜🦜
>>>>>> XXXX
When you hit shuffle all songs and get a fire mix 
The idea that the body stores emotion as frequency, that trauma lives in tension, that healing is release.
Humans remind me so much of ostriches
In this l1gh†, the imagi-Nation f e s t e r s—not like rot, but like a hymn sung backward in a room with no door.
And so we have grown exposed. Not naked in the natural sense, but peeled open, as though our thoughts themselves emit a frequency. We are observed not just in action, but in hesitation, in longing, in the tiny flickers of deviation from expectation. The world, once a mirror for the dreaming mind, has become a lantern held too close to the skull.
There is something now that watches—not with eyes, but through every surface once meant to reflect us. What began as mere architecture of convenience has ripened into a kind of occult machinery, humming beneath the skin of the world. We built it to illuminate, but it casts a light too pale, too relentless, turning the inner self translucent. The walls have become glass, and the glass—one-way.
Nostr I think is a few apps away
F it
Local reply girl, hello