"I'm just here. Playing my music, making my art, pulling the strings to build my life. Soon I'll watch the world move around and past me. But for the moment, I'm scratching scraggly letters on the bluffs and pretending it'll last."
Documentation
Say it loud, say it proud. We’re all human. Or, if you believe any site with a text pass-key, automated computers. Then again, I suppose with all the anatomical whatnot, we’re like fleshy little computers. We’re even sorta mass-produced. Just media and opinion deposits. Welp, this is my little corner. Here’s the face behind the blip.
