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CRITICAL MESSAGE: FREE PALESTINE!!! 
general data:
pronouns: he/it
sexuality: [unknown]
internal identity is complicatedoverview:
creature / protogen / void dragon / ???
a bit silly
a bit feral (occasionally)
interests: programming, art, gaming, science, shaboingery
wokealternative network locations:
WASTEOF:
@mefemphetamine: I post the words "breaking bad"
@nihilev: extra weird alt for posting things like mind logs or me succumbing to my disease
@slugcat: Slugcat Rain World
NEOCITIES: LINK:< https://7vector.neocities.org/ >
SEND ME AN ASK: https://app.wafrn.net/blog/voidcreature/askfive
The problem with language is that itβs extremely difficult to convey abstract qualia (sensory/emotional experience) without any sort of reference for another person to understand
I just beat saintβs campaign
my brain is fried I barely understand what I just witnessed
Me casually following every person posting on this platform and then needing to read all the posts I missed in the morning:
FALL OUT BOY WAS EVEN MORE F*CKβN AWESOME
At a concert rn (I donβt actually know who any of the people playing are Iβm just here because a lot of my friends went)
all of my altsβ pfps now match the style of my own, so that its a bit more clear at first glance whos running them
Thereβs no way elon just changed the tagline of twitter (now named βXβ) to βblaze your gloryβ 
Are you ever just chilling and then you just feel like you could really go for some staring at the seemingly endless ocean on a stormy day
I am never going to be able to figure out what that meant other than the rain and concert relating to some events that I have (the rain) experienced and that I will (the concert) experience.
I think I was partially lucid because I had the awareness to teleport my watch and $20 to me when I realized I had forgot it, I wish I had actually realized that I was lucid dreaming though.
Dreams are so weird, I just watched one where mef was going to a concert with his friends by train, but then it started raining really hard so they took shelter in some sort of restaurant/bar, then one of my friends gave him an airsoft revolver with a capacity of specifically 39 rounds, not that it was even used, then the people at the bar poured them a massive container of fanta to share, and then he was some sort of whale trying to see why some person had chicken wings for arms and whether the fact that they came from a place called βthe McDonaldβs funhouseβ had anything to do with it.
Oh yeah he also bit a goldfish (the food) in half the long way while being a whale for some reason.