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we are what we pretend to be caricatures of recycled images and refashioned motifs masquerading without pretense of originality carbon copies in dazzling relief spun through cycles of roguish vogue realities you are what you Tweet we've seen enlightenment dawn and watched god die while the planet relay-raced about a decaying sun drifting children of the Digital Age words are less than wind they are fingertips tapping luminous screens spineless lackluster and vain beyond belief we run our mouths while the world burns here's more Tinder for the fire of distraction GoFundMy upstart disaster vegan hippie child of nature punk anarchist activist academic film enthusiast novelist critic intellectual psychologist pathologist anthropologist will we practice a discourse on delusion or find solidarity with Sisyphus? we are what we pretend to be
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
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we are what we pretend to be caricatures of recycled images and refashioned motifs masquerading without pretense of originality carbon copies in dazzling relief spun through cycles of roguish vogue realities you are what you Tweet we've seen enlightenment dawn and watched god die while the planet relay-raced about a decaying sun drifting children of the Digital Age words are less than wind they are fingertips tapping luminous screens spineless lackluster and vain beyond belief we run our mouths while the world burns here's more Tinder for the fire of distraction GoFundMy upstart disaster vegan hippie child of nature punk anarchist activist academic film enthusiast novelist critic intellectual psychologist pathologist anthropologist will we practice a discourse on delusion or find solidarity with Sisyphus? we are what we pretend to be
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
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