A busy hack I am

It is the world of artists, and the world of hacks.

To be reduced to a mindless vendor selling commodities, and to be taken with millstone of the world of all its spectacles. Two pulling each other apart and back again.

That's the desire of the machine, and desires of the master that I drone and break free from.

From the commercial cack to the romantic madness of the loner. I see you.

The gigs down the road, I should go down there to rumble.

Let's rumble.

Theos Substance

 All A NEW YOU

TAKE THE SUBSTANCE

REFRESH YOURSELF

TO A WHOLE NEW DAWN

MONSTERO
OLDERO
THEO

REMEMBER YOU ARE ONE

Attraction/repulsion paradox/ Validation axiologist

 Defining the axiology of the customers, the competition, the distribution. Got me thinking.

Getting really specific with the axiology of determining what the positive is what the profession ahead. What is my first profession is to be called a cartoonist, an artist of identification that determines. A certain, tender truth.

To feel like an artist, to have no external axiological validation. Somehow, it's a win-win. It's going to be how to win-win when certain games out there don't need to be played. The game of constant social media validation. Ugh, it will be forever played with the status role games, so it's to be seen. With the meta of free views, always an odd spectacle.

What is my paradoxical creation? Well, it's a monster.

A dateable monster, one that I found entertaining enough to hold my interest. That's it, of failed irony, one that's become another thing.

Theo's Snarl

There is a case with all of this, after the accident of trying to take over, it ain't going to happen, they always have a plan B. It's always a plan b.

 Theo has a disconcerting past, a past of condemnation of appetites that are most hidden to the usual eyes. Asheal pushes past him out of his wheel-chair, within his own smirk as the Greyhounds look.

Venture did not go as planned?

"Don't you dare spare your look, son. Or no time with your friend in the lord's eye"

He frils wave down as he marches right past, a long air of silence as he brings his word towards Castella, having to do it on his footpaws.

Idea notes Theo For Zhangku

 An angry Theocrat strongman, that through Castella's sinecure.

Redlines and such with my work. Then the artist suggested that I'd work with a inverted red cross. Since I'm the art director and he's the honest hack. I'd have to do my best version.

Bio, physical matter, All, that offering with is with the holiest of fears, of what is the occult that he never entertains, which is now.

A peast, a pastor, and methologist of the covenant. Down the holy ladder, then up.

Then right back down amongst Castella's graces.

A Zealotic Fossil

 "You are a annoying artifact of craven desires, interlocking with the rings of a ageing, sexist oafish retreat. The wolf skull rock " Castella continues.

Theo Slumps in his chair as he is made to be another's spectator.

"You don't think, you don't do, you leer." A production burden of cases and crash-outs. Good luck with me covering my a** this time when it comes to your entertainment shtick goes."

"What so wrong with getting public attention? To hold it, the take care of it." Theo Slumps in his chair.

"Shameless, really, too shameless"

A joke/contradiction, now meaning.

 Apparently they stole my moustache.

When the beliefs system based on paradoxes contradictions and whatever is serviceable at the time fades. Why are you left with, it's a thing something to hold until a bouy to be consistent with.

This simple sign of of meaning is to be held onto for the days ahead with what could be on the surface a long term plan or guess.

How is this a gag, entertainment, or a clown show any more. You can't wear a clown suit when it comes to a business dealing. Especially when one has to deliver an audience from one place to another with the platforms holding their arms up and not going to do anything. (I know Couch Gregor, You're not meant to entertain anything other than get paid first, yap yap.)

Yet how is it that Twitch's celebrity endorsements vs understand the impossibility of reverse-engineering virality. You can't magic wand away a mystery.

You can mew it!

The scene of a auditorium of what the global glob made by the Silvers, the fat cat is on the stage, a living embodiment of allegory. Then he claps, dramatic.

"This infinite opportunity of the golden cat, with a lifestyle of the lines of mews for all the one that can see. In front of all the audience of eager mouse and cats.

You can MEW it!

Mewstler life! Mewing for extra scraps up the daisy chain of the tip of the tops! Burn the way towards a 20 hour perfection of ultimate winning! Don't be a loser, a sad loser of anti-business, be a mewer! A MEWER! Soul crushing grinds become soul-fulfilling grinds! Mewww! Grind-'n love! Grind'n love like a scratcher, grind'n mew it, grind'n mew it.

Mew mew mew into a hole and out again. Blow it out of all the kibbles."

The crowd goes crazy.

Hopkins Contract with C.M

“What a show am I going of pull, if all things are being equal. Will this little rinky-dink warehouse of fancy furni be recognized?”

“Yes, you will be seen as the way it's going to be respected.”

“Good, then urr, could you excuse me while I'll tell my golems that this place will be done up and good, my fair clients are going to be waiting.”

It's a contract to the fair dome of all the business ventures that are placed into once box, the capital of golem tokens and for the tastes of a special audience.

I really, special audience with really special demands.

In his ledger, he knows what is to be done, after the call.

Fat cat Cappy : reasons

 When you stare in the abyss, you either become the monster, or the cat monster. Little warmongering pest of contradictions that is meant to bring conflict. Well, Drama to the fiction.

That's the traditional concept of what is an antagonist of a traditional, western story structure. I'm following that.

A archetype of business, the cost of living that likes the growth of a business model interwoven with the gangster genres that inspire it. Status seeking with a traitorous desire. Since I've made him into anthro-kind it's more likely going to be a status thing within the world now.

Well, It ain't compelling if they ain't drama.

Different from Theo, Who's more of a father playboy.

This is an archetype of business! Of Apollo.

These characters are made-to-order, I'm not sure if I can expand the cast or eliminate for it. Ernie Bushmiller managed to do it with three.

24:40 Min of a sensational playlist.

Omnicause

 Every time and being is deserved a chance. A chance to speak out. From every desire of need for justice for problems left unsolved.

Of all things, the angst of not being in line with industrial conspirational within the bricks, shall shine the gems of another wave, of the cogs that shape into human.

Humph, all authority shall be questioned, so it's the best to treat the unquestioned as guilty first, sweeties. The work of all to the most determined shall be treated under suspicious eye, that all cops are C****.

Clingy

To separate and be apart with two loves, then to a moment to know what intimacy and a personal life to feel again. Ah, what I was to do the work. The simple meaning to find interest is what I'm going to discover.

They say it's like the hedgehog paradox, getting close is painful, yet what things could happen through a facial astral projection.

Oh, the way of the work.

I can't be separate and same the way it takes for it to reach somebody, in the blonde fuzz of Monday morning, so blissfully lazy.

The Full Dysmorphic Torture room!

 Conflicts, sometimes the cake can be eaten, especially within the abstract paradoxs within the mind. All to find the dimensions and it's shades.

The paradox of bigorexia and smallorexia coexist, forming a new concept, the pushing and pulling of body issues, of a reason to bring internal hate within.

My characters have them as thus:

Couch Gregor has it as a doorman, George has it as a ghost, Danny as it's dance partner, Theo as the underearth, Kyro as the superman, Asheal as the creeper, Jaime's the sharp pain.

Ah, physicality going down into my writing. When the body will have to be pulled into every bodily direction because of it.

No filter

Loose lips sink ships, or to go, sink a secret group of commandos.

The idea to take an idea to the world will be the death of mea, the idea that will conflict with life as it's my duty to explore everything.

Within the street of the that haunted upholstery to the wet puddles of Downing Street with a fried crawler for protein. It'd taste like chicken for the normal humankind. Must be eating several more.

Bulking cycle.

What are you going to do for attention that feels earned and not a gift.

Hope it does not let out.

Theo's Euro Guros interest

Ahedonia is unprofessional in my field, and unfortunate.

I've been driven by the red blossoms of life, I've come to know there is no peace. Only with the contradiction between pain and pleasure shall there.

I'm not sure how to dominate whe being dominated,  they are.

My physcolgist within therepy Castella has assigned me say that i can get sadomaschistic. That may be true, well it is true dus.

That bloodied whip. Whip out the sin.

*crack*

Purposeless

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Mindless, Lost, without purpose, not to entertain, not to govern, nothing.

Creativity pretentious and self acknowledgment a pain, nothing but the meandering subtraction of everything of a character to be made to float empty.

What is to happen to a commercial mascot, to be made into nothing at all? The exact desire to socialise and ad creep onto other spaces have been removed.

So there he is, with his copywriting script in his mouth, what he is, is gone. No privacy outside, no expression outside because it's going to be commercialised.

nothing
 

Kyro's Anhedonia

 Hedonism feels pretentious, my sex life has not been the passions to the amount of what had helped me.

I could remove my sex, like that in a instance and it won't get into the way of life. Sex a jumping point of rabble that can only be seen as a cheap exscuse for love, a betrayment that the masquerade entails.

All Bl**** B***** if I do say so myself.

Theo's Conglomerate Praise

Doodles from memory really show the most rudimentary of semiotics of my character.

Fancy ball Party, mid 20s.

"It's important that the silvers, along with its name, promote overall social being while de-escalating misunderstandings of the southern tensions of are guidance."

Everybody attention was aimed at him, internally there was a form most foul that wrestled within a sea of forming horror.

"As it's important to keep my faith within the ley lines, all conduits are guided by one. To my extent, I'm his wisdom and a messenger. For all of us bestow our benevolence."

He blushes and stammers a bit, all the most perceptive are able to see his shake up. He continues, "is this the price to pay?" He thought.

Out of the black tendrils of his brain, a beastly face of corruption emerges, hidden within.

Dannys the Swamp Slipper words

Danny has been brought to his line of work, to the term in assembling his chairs and bizarre woods for wands and alchemy, to a halt He's too much a workaholic, yet plays with the most leisurely activities.

His commander of his side gig of commando rebels then to act out, him having to obey a troublesome king C***.

So then, with his luck and track record of two broken twigs of affection. A certain amount of nervousness comes over him.

Yet he does not matter, he's the best covert agent there is. He's got the records of the bowler hat.

Theo's mega church response

Cameras up in two minutes. Do the roll, put the lights on.

The announcer of the crowd of a thousand, and the broadcast of several people for this entertainment to our senses. This meaning into the cardinal of our authority, Theo!

The choir comes out, the organs pant an inexhaustible blow, the sheets of the holy land and mantelpiece. Yet there's a meaning to make the whole world to watch. Fumbles at the drops at the worstime.

Also, did he have no clothes?

The cardinal had no clothes? Why?

He grinned, though, grinned for all his authority to see.

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