are we shaped by our peers? do I even care? yes, I suppose I do! is that really you? is this really me? no absolutes necessary but I really prefer my shape as freely expressed beyond the constraints of society down in the motion of the ocean so deep and far away
I don’t fear the depths
no, I fear the shallows that slender existence measured out to the bovine coz habit carves the unreflective into inchoate
ignorant tyrannical monsters
that’s why I swim somewhere far upstream from the defecating herd and their bullshit conventions you could call me heretic black sheep blasphemer that’s just the ruminant tribe trying to pin me down
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