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FOOD FOR THOUGHT.

Welcome to my blog!

Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

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"That's really the only thing that matters to me, is that I make art for a living. And if I make art for a living... I win."

4:56 A.M

Sanity is subjective & open to interpretation. We are parts of the same collective, warm bodies to serve our nation. They want to control your perspective & stop you from getting ideas above your station. Think too differently and you’re defective, a strange kind of aberration. Psychiatry is protective & built on a strong foundation. Your output their objective, removing all temptation. While a mirror is reflective – the mind is a combination. Understood by a mental detective & building towards total subjugation – But if my thoughts are selective, picking on a certain sensation. . .How can treatment, corrective, have any application?

She winks rainbows. . .He drinks draino.

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