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ad-noyce
  -or-
felt-man

 

 

look, i've written many (mostly) drunken appraisals of my life: it's an undeniable theme if you read the

majority of my posted work, an albatross of insecurity. but also, it's cathartic. my style may not be good or

even popular for the majority; most likely it's only seen by one person. how do you persevere? how do you

(k)not ask questions w/ ironic question marks? it's done b/c we're capable and self-interested; we're human.

give me a fictional riff and i write a g-damn stadium anthem; give me the baton and i will go the fastest i

can. i ain't no insane bolt, but i see the lightening in the night's sky and thank the heavens for friends that

reflect that volt of energy i try to project. i see...