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safe in the hands of love

Off a bean fucking up the dancefloor with my hands permanently stuck in karate chop position like a Jet Set Radio character

In your heart lies long-term loneliness It sits there like an unexploded hand-grenade Time ticks away

All art is outsider art on account of Thrownness

The purpose of nature is the advancement and development of life

Thinking about that tiktok priest who immediately clocked AI as being demonic when it was still in its infancy and we all laughed at him

New tyler bangs

Read the weirdly occultist Rick Rubin book on the creative process and stop worrying about "art style theft". You think what you just drew is "yours"? Ideas And Feelings Are Demons And They Possess Your Hands To Materialize Thru You. You're Hollow. You're A Vessel Bro

Mouth demons