The myrid of formulations within my thoughts, I seek out corruption within. Those corrupted files that have limited the collective within my frame. The beauty of a holographic Multiverse universe in all directions.
Falling into a hole
Posey left behind in confusion until they are seen again and again
So why do I get my entertainment from seeing plots and schemes?
And idiosy of control as freedom
I choose this?
NOT, well...maybe somewhere \, in my soul, I find the interaction, invigorating,