think of the universe and its glory particles that have evolved from nothing have evolved into planets of water, earth, fire have evolved into forms of "life" and in every particle there is conciousness even the stone is alive
"You know, art is the reason i get up in the morning, but my definition ends there, it doesn't seem fair that im living for something i can't even define, and there you are right there in the mean time
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i've decided to make pure_no_filler my poetry and art journal. this will be my commentary semantic worthless objectivity thoughts and it will eventually cycle out as i find it less and less useful to tell people about me and more and more useful to give life to the scene whether it be the trees or the slams in centralocities
i set up my literary loop but there was no feedback only destructive distortion a distraction from the headache of passion a less than real ideality it makes me happy to know that i'm hungry for inspiration