May 28, 2026
Needless Ramble Bramble
Considering how dumb of a kid I was I never expected to do really any of this stuff. It honestly still feels like phantom limb syndrome now and then.
"No, what? I couldn't have coded/written/drawn/composed that."
The memory never really leaves. Like okay, for how much I formulate ideas around names, that was SO not how it began here. I had too self aware a feeling that my "creativity"
had no game whatsoever...almost like I remembered having more in the past. And boy did it piss me off.
You ever encounter people who use that canned, "it's your experience and I won't argue with it"? It's kinda like a direct translation from, "I don't believe one god damn thing
you just said and never will, but that's nice for you." I wonder how empty a soul has to be before it starts to say such things to another whom it does not know. I don't want
to find out.
Someone less stubborn would have given up on what I used to be and still am. After all, each life should be a reset, no matter how it's given. The effect should be the
same, aye? Well it isn't, and I'm not alone. There is a difference between going out on your own terms, and ...not. And yet it is in part through my backward-recovered
realizations that I have scraped back up the ability to do any of those aftermentioned things at all!
I always was backwards for here. An anomalous animal in cage: "What's it doing? Why's it doing it?" shudders "What'll it do next?!"
Frankly, I do not believe for a moment it'll truly take five grand more orbits to unravel this place. Though it will carry some side effects, and you can see that even on the
ground. New innovations spring up, and the "record companies" scramble to exact their preventative mindsets in a classic battle. Again, and again. Imagine the pressure
everyone will feel when it gets closer to time, across the whole globe!
The new Songs of Conquest faction drops next week. Can't. friggin. wait.











