Nothing is real. Everything exists as a stream of electric pulses through various points of the body to the brain. They are given labels and then those labels are tested. Pushing the fold we understand to be reality is often called art. Art is the denial of reality and the acceptance of beauty within chaos.
Though this piece currently lacks direction, I'm getting much of the meat out on paper to be shuffled around when I do know what sort of format I'll be using. Thank you for sponsoring me!
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