Creativity is sacred, and it is not sacred.
What we make matters enormously,
And it doesn't matter at all.
We toil alone, and we are
Accompanied by spirits.
We are terrified, and we are brave.
Art is a crushing chore and
A wonderful privilege.
The work wants to be made, and
It wants to be made through you.
Anon
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version 6.1 . I wish to honor the ancestral simulation- advent of the singularity. The singularity as Marilyn Monroe. The grandfather of the modern computer inventor of the adding machine william s burroughs.
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Look im busy. I dont know if and when i will reply. Sorry if my post offended. Life is strange.