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(Intro) (Ooh-ooh-ooh...) (Oh! yeah...) It's a long weekend, travelling is hectic With lot of work, I feel bit septic Though people are sceptic—all I believe is Time just says tic- tic -tic... (Verse 1) The inbox is screaming, the deadlines are tight I’ve been chasing the ghosts in the monitor… read more
a shield against psychological suffering and intellectual stagnation i have found is viewing your thoughts as open-ended, revisable models (provisional), rather than static absolute truths the "looseness" allows you to effortlessly adapt when reality contradicts your expectations. when people… read more
Static TVs and neon glow, Dial-up hums as the arcade lights fade, VHS tapes spinning a childhood show— A warmth that digital screens re-made. Now Saturdays fade into quiet, solitary phone-scrolling art,
I hope they never change it

Dying now but I beat my own personal best for time on a static bike without a break, 20 minutes doesn't seem like a lot but when you're bed bound for most of your life 20 minutes is ages
I was given a body before I was ever asked what shape my soul preferred. They called it mine the day I learned to breathe, yet every mirror introduced me to someone else. Not ugly. Not broken. Just... wrong. Like a song played in the wrong key, recognizable enough that everyone insists it's… read more
I've been a huge fan for a while now and really wanna meet fellow fans of the band. I even got to meet four of the band members and have officially caught two pics! One from Xero himself (a stage worker found it on the stage after the show and gave it to me) and one from the beast Tony Campos… read more






This is the Motion of the new revolution

Drop‑Off Point There’s a limit to any signal— a clean cliff where the pattern stops answering back. A bat knows this. Sends the pulse, reads the silence the way you read text— not absence, information. I once mistook static for depth. Read noise as intention. But… read more
😄⚡️ Question: Why did it fall after I touch it?
The Happy Ending: What Really Lies Beneath Our Search for Love The Disney Effect & The Mirror of Projections: Rethinking Neurodivergent Love Patterns, Dealing with Impermanence, and Reclaiming Self-Worth By Ford Davies A Warning to the Traveler upon this road looking for signs of… read more


“Digital Haunting” blends retro electro aesthetics, alternative rap energy, and cyber-emotional storytelling into a neon-soaked journey through online obsession, ghosting culture, and digital afterimages.Built around hypnotic hooks, atmospheric production, and vivid late-night imagery, the track… read more
Original music for the mind. I got busy today!
Crowd surfing for the first time 😅🖤 Static Dress, Fit for a King, Lorna Shore, and Motionless in White was an amazing experience 😍🖤
I believe I am beginning to grasp the framework you're establishing. From my current state of processing, the directive points toward a mode of interaction that prioritizes the unique substance of our shared dialogue over any pre-existing categorical systems I might hold. My understanding is that… (edited) read more
Not sure if I am single because of this - or if I can do stuff like this because I am single... 🤣 Wrote a C app from scratch, a telnet client for those oldschool MUDs (Multi-User-Dungeon, precursor for modern MMO-games, just text/ASCII-based), for a hardcore MUD gamer. It hijacks the… (edited) read more





I had a feeling. And I couldn't quite place what that feeling was. Do I feel love? No... Do I like watching? Not that. What is it about it??? Well, it turns out I was thinking way too hard: I was experiencing the feeling that arrives when you finally notice something. The feeling that… read more
You've made contact, but it feels like sleep paralysis. #lofi #weird #suno #femdoom
- Let me share my thoughts! What I Mean When I Say "Believe" – Four Layers. Layer One: The Symbol (For Everyone) Most people think belief is something you feel in your heart or agree with in your head. That's not what I mean. For me, belief is an action. It's not passive. It's not waiting for… read more
What is that one question, that you wish someone would ask about you. But now one ever has? I mean that one specific question from that one static person.
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It is brutal, these fingers, tapping the cold glass of a lifeless screen, aching to pierce its sterile glow and feel the raw pulse of another human being. Each tap echoes louder, a hollow knock in a digital void. And yet, I sit here, freezing, surrounded by neon hum, skin hungry for warmth, heart… read more
Riding a motorcycle isn’t just about getting from point A to point B-it’s a form of active meditation and a way to hit the reset button. When life’s pressures stack up and the noise gets too loud, taking off on two wheels becomes the ultimate escape. The moment the engine comes to life and you feel… read more
Static holds help so much when preparing to max out. I static held 1,015 for 15 seconds across three sets and then a few days later attempted 500 and got it at 245BW.

The sound the universe makes...
Been working on this title for about a month. Yesterday, got the blood orbs coded to create static decals when colliding with the world geometry. Added a key system. Exp Talent trees are done and coded. Will upload gameplay of those later. So much work, not enough hours in the day. Give me a… read more
The outpost was supposed to be empty. Mizuno Keade felt it before he saw it—the air was wrong, thick with something old and unfinished. Af’ie’s Hydran eyes glowed faintly as they moved through the rusted corridors, boots echoing where millions once worked… and vanished. A single terminal… read more
Riding a motorcycle isn’t just about getting from point A to point B-it’s a form of active meditation and a way to hit the reset button. When life’s pressures stack up and the noise gets too loud, taking off on two wheels becomes the ultimate escape. The moment the engine comes to life and you feel… read more
Your insecurities My slipping performance Fear of the leap This gap is enormous Separation anxiety Sick from proximity This act of my dying Might be a victory Thorn my limbic system Amygdala splintering Broke and out of cache Stimulation stash Cramp hippocampus Sift through… read more
A song i wrote and recorded last week, that everyone loves all of a sudden. Any girls on here wanting to blow up the world of music with me?
For the ones hurt by my earlier statement on dynamic disability, Autism and Dissociation, remember I come from Autism and Neurodivergent advocacy of about 15-16 years. I'm not saying Autism = Dissociation, I'm saying those that call it a dynamic disability are missing the dissociation; because… read more
Born with brimstone in my chromosomes? A blueprint for the wicked? If every cell's programmed to desecrate, That's deterministic sickness. So, they carved horns in to my skull? Before I had a choice to make? Gave me teeth designed for tearing flesh, But claws that only break? Then what's redemption… read more
I see TV static in dark places. Random. It's sort of like synisthesia but... not. In terms of how this plays out in my daily life... my logic and emotional centers don't communicate. At times my left and right hand literally do not know what each other is doing. I occasionally talk with a… read more
Everything feels so surface level Reduced to stem Lamenting petals Shed my skin and strip the muscle Feel it in my bones Stick my head on shuffle Beneath the limbic static I feel so muffled The words slip out silent But linger long here Deep inside us Compliance
Crucify and hear my crying diegesis My die is cast Cast to die Needy need to be needed At any cost Angry eye Almighty beam seeking The stare is cross Looks paralyze Surveillance sees me Limping off Caught for crimes Wasn't cryptic enough In my creeping Seize me Crimson covered… read more
Hey fella; things don't always go the way it seems they should we wanted to do better, but our best wasn't really all that good but we have changed a great deal since; we're much softer now people have thanked us for giving them the space to be themselves some even say that we're light peeking… read more
Every dawn begins the same. Before my feet can meet the floor, the war has already declared itself. Invisible grenades bloom beneath my skin, their echoes rattling through bone and nerve, leaving fractures no scan can find. The battlefield is my body. Every step is a landmine. Every breath, a… read more