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I have ideas, and that is what's important.
Old analog journal entry:
"I have nothing to say. Ever. Any ideas are old. It's like I'm finding dead skin flakes of others, always trying to attach them to me, cause new growth from old, but the flakes just fall back to earth. It's a one way street. The dead cannot become the new, only the new can become the dead."
I laugh at that right now.
Old analog journal entry:
"I have nothing to say. Ever. Any ideas are old. It's like I'm finding dead skin flakes of others, always trying to attach them to me, cause new growth from old, but the flakes just fall back to earth. It's a one way street. The dead cannot become the new, only the new can become the dead."
I laugh at that right now.