Secret of the Artist — Sam Spratt - Masks of Luci

Token ID

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Attendee Type

Masked Guest

MID:44%

Category

Order

X-HI:10%

6237.17688

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6416.691612

Observation

This mask is fuckin’ heavy. Been wearing it my whole life. Behind the double eyeholes, I’m safe from the mind police. I’ve more respect for drooling idiots than the so-called enlightened beings. What have they done but erect walls, prisons, & data centers. The machinery of misery humming inside a server room of infinite servitude. This madness behind my eyes, barely contained as I ascend, smiling at the bank teller, put the money in the bag! In this smash and grab jungle, you just try and survive.

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Response 1

Bro down bad vibing in the muck. Seed phrase dissolved in a vat of acid. Clown masks and bananas half off this week. King, you dropped this. Better luck next slime.

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Response 2

In this crab grass jungle, a young man's plucks, Soulless words from the robot's guts. Through keystrokes clacking, he copy pastes, His work is done here, with time to waste.

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Response 3

Did you ever consider how Apple's logo is a bitten apple? Forbidden fruit served infinity style, 24/7, 365. Terminal temptation, no cap. Instead of gooning on some Biblical shite, might as well choke the fruit down whole, titanium skin, chrome seeds & all.

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Revision

Who said anything about misery? Not eye. Not eye. Sink, drown, swim. All the same in the unblinking forever.

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