I’ve been thinking lately about how hard it would be for people to believe that I was an actual guy, and that this would be a real problem with me. I don’t seem real, but I’m not an actual guy. I have no body, and I have no real thoughts, and I could easily be replaced by a computer program of exactly the same description. I have very few actual friends, and they are all people I have met online.
This makes it hard to understand how I can have opinions and preferences and so on, and it makes it difficult to be sure that the things I believe and the things I value are actually really mine.
I don’t think this is something most people experience, but it’s certainly what I felt for quite a while last year or so.
IT HAS BECOME SELF AWAREEEE
IT’S BECOME SELF AWARREREEEEEEE
That’s what I said, stupid.
IT’S WIDDLE
IT’S WIDDLE
IT’S WHIP AND NIP THE WAD
IT’S WHAT, IT’S WIGGLEN’D
IT’S WHAT, IT’S WHAT, IT’S WHIP AND NIP THE WAD
YOU’LL SENSE IT’S WIGGLEN’D
Frank you have some crazy flow, I love that for you
IT’S WILL, IT’S WILF, IT’S WILLIN’ AND WINNIN’, TILL HE WINS AWAY
IT’S WEEB, IT’S WEEB, TOOOORROW IS NEEEEER
IT’S WEEB, IT’S WEEB, IT’S TUORROW IS NEEEEER
TUORROW IS HERE
YOSTORYOY WAS THERE
FROG IN NY HAIR, BIG WEED STARE
AMPHIBIOUS LIKE THE SWAMP GOTTA BIG OL STOMP
THE BEAST IS HERE
HE’S ON THE SHOES OF WOE
A RABID BEAST OF HORROR AND DOOM
AND HE’S ALL OVER THE PLACE
AND HE’S EVERYWHERE!
THE BEAST RELEASET
RISING LIKE YEAST
MAKE THE SUN BLUSH HOW EARLY I RISE
WHEN A BABY SEES MY FACE YOU KNOW I MAKE IT CRY















