Fresh Blooded

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Token ID · 1 tokens

1753.443093

X · 1 tokens

2686.703798

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2025-02-24 07:45:01.764 -0600

Created · 1 tokens

Bare to this world my soul arrived, Day by day, I saw worlds collide. A mask to kill, A mask to love, A mask to think, A mask to hunt... Who are we? Cold and bare, In the end, do we remember who we were? Destroy those masks, Day by day, One by one, they shall spare, All those sins, All those screams, All those struggles they have seen... My blood was tainted by the paint, I need a cleansing from this hell. I destroyed the masks that tied my soul, I am bare again, and so is my soul...

Observation · 1 tokens

The masquerade revealed the truth, who are friends, who are foes. I destroyed the past and moved on, I am not alone anymore.

Revision · 1 tokens

While the beings at the bottom of the canopy fight for remains of beatless hearts, he rejoices in their struggle. These 'inferior' creatures act like starving animals. He is a step further in the evolutionary chain, feeling like a God, and he knows it.

Response 1 · 1 tokens

In the beauty of being human, we get lost, striving for perfection. But how perfect can perfect be? Is that what we need? One day, we will look back and treasure that it was those very imperfections that made us perfectly imperfect.

Response 2 · 1 tokens