In a garden of secrets, a lone sunflower stands tall, its face turned towards the light of truth. To the vigilant bees who safeguard our meadow, I offer this nectar of honesty, distilled to its essence. Let not your wings tire in search of hidden blossoms, for I was a solitary bloom in this endeavor.

This floral arrangement was but a simple bouquet: a sprig of clever mimicry, a stem of basic design, all bound together with the twine of unwavering patience.

Should you find a weathered petal book, its pages may whisper of half-formed ideas and lists of seeds to be sown. The roots of my digital life run deep in the soil of my profession, yielding little fruit for your harvest.

Though my actions may have scattered thorns in your path, know that this garden required tending, no matter the cost.

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Oh, spez. If they wanted you dead it would’ve been years ago. You don’t matter enough.

Now I wish I didn’t go scorched earth on Reddit so I could replace all my comments with the manigesto

paging Barbra Streisand

https://www.kenklippenstein.com/p/luigis-manifesto

I know what the corpos are afraid of. And they should be.

Would be something if they enforced that equally, but I’m sure you can find any number of other manifestos posted through out the site.