life is the sieve through which my anarchy strains resolving itself into works chaos is the score upon which reality is written the timeless, swirling gyroscopic horde delirium of disorder I am just an atom in an ectoplasmic sea without direction or a reason to exist the anechoic nebula rotating in my brain is persuading me, contritely, to persist
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