Mind in fog, millions of cuts one after another. Everything begins to blur. Piece by piece, more is taken, more and more is replaced. The eyes do not recognize itself. The knife begins to forget the shape of its face, the shape of its body.
setcere
@setcere.bsky.social
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I make a variety of things :) Seeking enlightenment through my delusions :p
