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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."

the truth will send you falling

This cataclysm is cracked, old & dusty, its hues of fire and ember, charcoal and ash – predictable. I want an end only in the shades of amethyst, jade & sky candy blue. Glowing much like bubbles across the horizon, ravaging & popping in child like glee & desire. Enormous toddlers rolling along summer lawns, chasing after vivid spherical quarry with thundering footfall.

Maybe we are just ants —

After all.

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