as a being of boundless wisdom and knowledge i know the ancient mystic proverb You Are What you Eat. for i have devoured the most ironic meta post modernist posts only from renown interweb thought leaders and visionaries numbering in the thousands. nothing is the same anymore. my eyes: keen, sharp like a bird of prey. my mind: swift, fluid, ceaselessly transforming raw data into posts. my body: lithe, cat-like, invisible, inperceivable, Unnoticed. this morning i awake to admire my reflection in the mirror. i see characters inscribed into my forehead with a Sharpie. they read: "y t i r b e l e c o r c i m"
