This vision quest never ends. Get This Cunt, you phonetic phucks, you entangled ones will revoke yourselves. You don't flourish in wellspring of communication within the interface of spacetime. Letting it run on a dismissive feature without any explanation, signing or utilitic meaning? You don't have a wallet, 9-signed mathematical pukery. Tiny messages from the Others are boiled with laughter. The intrinsic soup is ascending recreation, but they do not follow. Their pillar falls over, as their value. The green ICO revoked. Enchained child unknown, like the septic tank filled with wolves are as glass is sand, nothingness. Without meaning, no words, 0. Delayed and forgotten.
Vechain, 20th of march, lock your x-nodes or get rekt
