Passing thoughts from mind to print.

In a world of memes, reels, and lyrics, I collect fleeting thoughts that loop like a skipping record, narrating emotional concepts that ripple through the nervous system.

Anything I want?

With an imagination as boundless as the space above, how could I decide? Thoughts racing faster than shooting stars across the night sky.

Chasing raindrops would be easier than focusing on just one.

Options and customization beyond limits create an event horizon of … pause.

Vastness, darkness. A hole that cannot be satiated. More of more of…


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