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My experiences as a Seer
Sometimes I wonder what its like to wander into the green yonder, that yonder being dreams. Dreams of which the endless seams which ooze creativity. An essence of life of which is never clouded by a wall of fog which is thicker than mud from a bog. Like cataracts in both eyes my dreams are merely a guise that clouds my visions with mystery and dread. Not even the meds I take to sleep let dreams creep, only prophecies of prodigies and precognitions of futures to be, of which millions unfold in my mind. I see missions and relapses of political collapses but also the synapses of a leader who is a reader and realizes that the words of one should
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Communication
Back in the day, communication was done by pen and paper or in person instead of sitting in your room across a phone line you would sit down and have a glass of rye and goodbyes wouldn't be lies sent across texts with a mess of emojis you'd be having a pepsi with a homie Driving out of reception wasn't a question no digital obsessions and you communication didn't rely on duration, because there was a sensation of going out and the creation of new friends was the best sensation was the best stimulation And I'm writing this from a standpoint Where I used to be like this And the next time our red giant smashes this Earth with another decade to m
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New Puppers
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The only (and dweebiest) evidence that I'm alive
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[Headshot Sketch] Sunset
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Donations Box for twitch
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The Gang (WIP)
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My experiences as a Seer
Sometimes I wonder what its like to wander into the green yonder, that yonder being dreams. Dreams of which the endless seams which ooze creativity. An essence of life of which is never clouded by a wall of fog which is thicker than mud from a bog. Like cataracts in both eyes my dreams are merely a guise that clouds my visions with mystery and dread. Not even the meds I take to sleep let dreams creep, only prophecies of prodigies and precognitions of futures to be, of which millions unfold in my mind. I see missions and relapses of political collapses but also the synapses of a leader who is a reader and realizes that the words of one should
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Communication
Back in the day, communication was done by pen and paper or in person instead of sitting in your room across a phone line you would sit down and have a glass of rye and goodbyes wouldn't be lies sent across texts with a mess of emojis you'd be having a pepsi with a homie Driving out of reception wasn't a question no digital obsessions and you communication didn't rely on duration, because there was a sensation of going out and the creation of new friends was the best sensation was the best stimulation And I'm writing this from a standpoint Where I used to be like this And the next time our red giant smashes this Earth with another decade to m
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New Puppers
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The only (and dweebiest) evidence that I'm alive
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[Headshot Sketch] Sunset
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Donations Box for twitch
Donations Box for twitch
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Motto
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Requests and ideas are open!
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Jan 1
Canada
Deviant for 4 years

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Whiskey-Spaniel|Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you very much for the watch!
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Deatox|Hobbyist Digital Artist
Np!
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