Wandering Scrybe
Lost because there is no way, still wandering because there is a will.
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A conglomoration of thought, or insanity. 
 
 
For the purpose of giving text a voice, we have gathered.
Bring on the comments, the insults, and the scorn.  Should you have a good word, please share.  Should you have a jab, please don't spare.
 

 
Scrybe
My Inspiration, My Drive, My Beef
 
Frustration with the machine around which the masses conglomerate and celebrate even as it paints their faces generic and drowns their voices with its rumbling.
 
 Assassin, or something like that...