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Merlin’s beard

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Or i could just play Gauntlet. It’s my music Time. Because I’m a celebrity in the community, I can just kill zombies and vibe out to music.The elite echelon of that group has some maddening personalities…Something about the game draws in a weird batch. It’s 4 minds working together, without words. In some kind of psychic sync, working off of each other

.Even for the shame that goes with it, it’s still flow state,

there’s no value in it. Only execution, feels good. Feels too good to be winning at something. To be undeniably skilled at something. Cracked the code..

(Fake. Fake as fuck. Distraction.)

Can’t I win at something?

(some dumb shit)

I’m going to do it anyways. Then I’ll take some time off.

(too comfortable.)

It feels good to be good at something, can’t I have that?

(whatever. Dork)

I’m not a dork in there,I’m one of the best there is. Players cheer when I join.

(listen to yourself)

Well.. I’m gonna play God just a little longer.

(yes, all hail)

Can you get off my dick? Let me have a day off?

(fuck ever)

(your brain is an arcade)

If I play Gauntlet for an hour ,then sit to play guitar,the improv is incredible. Because I’ve been executing flow state.

(top shelf rationalizing.)

Fuck off.

(arcade)

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