It is completely irrelevant what happens to me.
It is relevant what happens to me.
It has no significance.
It has great importance.
My visions, my experiences —
zeros delegated to nothingness.
My visions, my experiences —
zeros existed and and and and and?
lol?
I will not be needed — unnecessary flesh.
The world needs me — my ideas.
My existence has been a reliving of illusions.
My existence has been a reliving of thoughts.
My carefree definitions aimed at nothing.
My carefree definition is that the thing is me.
The rule of complexity is simple.
Traverse each level of the tree—and forget it.
I wish I knew what it means.
I wish I knew who I was and what I meant to be.
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