i forgot. look, it's my workspace!

every moment that i spend breathing is an artistic endeavor to fully experience life for what it is. i have decided that art is exactly what you are willing to label it as. and thus, this shall become my repository for endless thoughts, for mindless musings, for endless realms of creation to spontaneously coalesce into creation in my, and effervesce into the void of discarded thoughts in a simple textual form. life is my console, the computer that i sit in front of, the terminal that i interact with everything external to me with.

and thus by extension, that means each and every one of you is nothing more than a peripheral, and only by involving yourself in my existence, can i interact with you. that's kind of silly to think about. people are no different than a mouse, than a keyboard, than a tablet. and yet, everyone is so much more; as you are a peripheral to me, i am a peripheral to you. what good is a machine without peripherals? without a case where input can be gathered, how can any meaningful output be produced?

my mind is vomiting.