It's like debt. I owe money. And why? Because someone has told someone else that I owe them ones and zeros for services.
That I owe them numbers. THAT'S ALL IT IS. I OWE SOMEONE BINARY NUMBERS.
That's what life is reduced to? Working for numbers on a computer screen?
Whatever happened to living for the sake of living. Living to be alive. Living for yourself instead of numbers.
I want out so badly.
Good night fediverse π π΄
I am my own worst enemy sometimes. Jesus here I was tired as hell yesterday and what do I end doing tonight? Staying up late. WTF is wrong with me? It's like my brains on a mission of self destruction or sometimes ππ₯
On that note I'm going to get what sleep I can and wake up and call myself a idiot. Good night fediverse π
Today I can barely keep my eyes open π΄
One of those days where you wake up and would give anything to stay in bed and just roll over and go back to sleep.
Got through the first half of the day and now that, that hell fest is over I'm going to pass out π΄
Oh yeah I doodled this on my phone whilst bored at work lol π
On that note that's enough musings from my mind because I'm tired and going to bed ππ
The one thing I'll talk about more later is the matrix theory of existence. I had to stop myself thinking about it because it was starting to drive me nuts lol πππ°π₯π°π₯π°π₯
Good night fediverse π π΄
I was listening to idoser and the THC refined dose (I'll picture it below) and saw some really trippy things (eyes closed on bed)
I kept seeing this swirling static /stars type thing and circles spinning in a vortex. I think alot of it has to do with me being between conscious and almost unconscious seeing this stuff.
Quite a cool experience. I just had that dose on replay for an hour.