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The Amount Of Votes Lemon Demon Has Is Incredible.

The amount of votes lemon demon has is incredible.

my ego must be fed we are tired just ignore this psot

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Truly a descriptive string of words.

Swiftly gusts the wind

Unwilling leaf drops from branch

Falls sudden approach

The reality crashes sometimes,

What softens the potato hardens the egg, and there is a world where everything is lost, where you do everything wrong and your mind cheers you on with lime green pom-poms, where excitement crushes you beneath it's joyful weight when someone calls your name, and you know that someone else in the reality remembers your existence.

the wayfarer whispers, stories of ancient bones, lost beneath rising skyscrapers and crumbling flats.

the watcher wandered, but now they're gone, lost to the breeze, and the people who came before.

the screen glitches, showing what is yet to come, as it swallows the soul of the viewer,

and the speaker listens, hearing things long since forgotten, and losing their mind as they watch,

the mindset shifts, the deal is done, and they don't come out here anymore.

for while you wait, the television stands up and walks away, for the news shall not continue to play.


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Yeah, I mean, people are expected to only create something if there's a purpose to it, for example, it's going to make money, or it's to prove something...

What happened to just creating things for the sake of bringing something new into this reality, the thrill of knowing what you're doing has never been done before, even if it's not an "original idea", it's never been done exactly the way you did it before.

Let it be flawed. Reality is flawed, flaws are nothing more than pockets for more ideas. Sure, you could make it better, but why not leave the flaws, pockets are useful.

Friendly reminder to not punish yourself for creating.