An endless parade of living vibrant choices in motion present themselves before your immobile enthroned form to symbolically "fight" to entice you to give them your "favor", your "approval", your "purchase". That sort of thing.
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Logic is fucked and goddamn thoroughly bendable to anybody with the preference and ability to do so this shit is neither logical nor illogical it's simply pretentious as fuck
My first writings as of the age of 16.