More of an art dump and an excuse to post, i feel like indulging into it now. Some of them weren't scanned as nicely, treat it as an artistic blur.

I was robbed of my autonomy long before i was born.

I think that therapy worked, but not in a way that i expected it to because it made me cut off someone very important and close to me, a person who helped me to outgrow my self destructive tendencies. Because relationships kinda shouldn't hold you back? And should help you grow? And i stopped growing.

I don't think we will ever be able to escape our monkey programming. And i think i need to grief a bit, but hey, i'm making more art now. That's kind of a plus, i'm trying to reach out to people and post art because even though for the hell of it i can't specialize, (you can wait for some songs being released by me). But overall, i think, my coping mechanisms now are pretty healthy which are art and humor.

Remember how i said that therapist laughs at my jokes instead of recording them?

Now it's me who records my jokes, on video. I will be the leftist that cleans their room. Suffering is a catalyst for change, it seems.

If capitalism optimizes our lives: we must optimize the revolution.