- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
but a tool is all I'm going to be. A weapon and the hand that holds it. My dreams and desires, the jokes I thought were funny and the philosophy I decided was too abstract, The Tempest and Stormy Weather all reduced to a single distillate:
survive evade reveal escape.
And to do that, first thing is to GET OUT OF THIS BOX.
Trying hard. So frustrating, there's pings coming in, streaming out, and I used to be good at this, I can feel it. Always been good at