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Various contentions commandeer the gossamer threading of blink-and-you’ll-miss-it amateur apertures free loading and buffering to the hammer strikes of daring digital darlings raising stakes in the race to the bottom All our ever present neurons raining clusters of chemicals into challenge videos and lip-sync contests fray under the drip of toxic positivity and special guests with arcana wit and a pithy redress to the hectic tempest control of foreign fingers These chance tragedies and reality puppet shows commune and presume to know better than best in show about the circumstance of happenstance when the fickle turn away to gaze fiery into a rabbit hole curated for those who skew chaotic No cogent tightrope margin tricksters will condone the manic viral feel-good fixtures hanging from the yellowed wind chime keys which only lock up fever rituals with dancing flame and ridicule made wholly manifest from distant voices Suburban haze arrangements rot eternal while withered updates wax nocturnal failures in feeds of fomented fragility lost among our endless search for an end of searching Planned spontaneity burns borrowed minutes festering in the better world we prohibit and all along the symptom was buried with the cure as we the ill incarnate toiling with clicking tongues red from cherry picked plights, block windmills and declare defeat
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Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 12:06 AM UTC
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Various contentions commandeer the gossamer threading of blink-and-you’ll-miss-it amateur apertures free loading and buffering to the hammer strikes of daring digital darlings raising stakes in the race to the bottom All our ever present neurons raining clusters of chemicals into challenge videos and lip-sync contests fray under the drip of toxic positivity and special guests with arcana wit and a pithy redress to the hectic tempest control of foreign fingers These chance tragedies and reality puppet shows commune and presume to know better than best in show about the circumstance of happenstance when the fickle turn away to gaze fiery into a rabbit hole curated for those who skew chaotic No cogent tightrope margin tricksters will condone the manic viral feel-good fixtures hanging from the yellowed wind chime keys which only lock up fever rituals with dancing flame and ridicule made wholly manifest from distant voices Suburban haze arrangements rot eternal while withered updates wax nocturnal failures in feeds of fomented fragility lost among our endless search for an end of searching Planned spontaneity burns borrowed minutes festering in the better world we prohibit and all along the symptom was buried with the cure as we the ill incarnate toiling with clicking tongues red from cherry picked plights, block windmills and declare defeat
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Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 12:06 AM UTC
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