This is the impulse
now return and do a style/mind of abstract reconfigure: illustrate level up, level down, level right, level right leve-
Yeah, sex work, or prostitution, will not go away with no whining or complaining, and the egg-shell walking won't go away – supplier/vendor complaints.
So now I can't commit to creativity because it's nondeterministic performance, and I'm feeling for something that I can't escape from for all the mediocre porn I consumed and replicated to the asinine addiction. That grate of a twee licentiousness that was commodified and recuperated within, again and again.
Instead of friends, it's buzzworded positivity and pretension of hustles of average. I'm not average; I'm the exception.
Or so I think. I'm only an entertainer; the show drags on. "There will always be a demand in industry for product" So sayeth, Harlen Ellison. 🛋💥🤡 So I go back from exceptional elitism to common sell-out.