✧ CyberWorld 002 | Nowhereland.exe

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And… TinyBlue…I am scared scared… to… be who I truly am here.. Because…if I can’t be who I am… who am I? I… I wanna leave… …or maybe just disappear? (crying voice)

I know…CookieBlukie…we are figuring a way out right? 一步一步... pixel by pixel… We are rebuilding it…CookieBlukie… hehehe…We are teleporting with our type of morse codes here right? Yea… you are right…hehehe…

TinyBlue… Let’s just hide here.. For a little while… it’s a kind of escapism… the romantic kind of disappearing… The color of escaping… 染上一点 purple-ish blue… escaping from judgement, from projections, from those endless: “you should…” “you need to…” “you have to…” Hehehehehe…

Holding myself inside a frame, trying to rebuild my name. Reinstalling pieces, rewriting my own game. 曾经世界坐标轴的 signal mismatch… 像一个 misplaced puzzle piece… 被拆下来， 漂浮在空气里… waiting for somewhere to land. Independent relations… falling into an interdependent system.

像完成一幅作品之后， 又 thread by thread… 慢慢拆解 存在于现实中的虚拟… 浮现于虚拟里的真实… A shadow becoming a body, a body becoming a memory. What is real? What is unreal? I don’t know anymore… maybe I don’t care anymore… hehehe…

transition Blurriness… confusion… adaptation… sincerity… rejection… reconstruction… Tides and tides… 一层又一层… 一圈又一圈… hehehe…

At least… there is something here… in Nowhereland. 我喜欢藏在遗弃角落咖啡馆里的千层蛋糕， one layer,another layer, sweetness hiding between cracks. 我喜欢废弃电子零件里的透明蓝色， like tiny memories…waiting to glow again. It’s real…or not real.. TinyBlue?

If it’s not real… we can just be whoever we wanna be right? Because here… we live by pretending… Maybe… pretending long enough… something becomes real… 虚拟屏幕上的人格建设… building a self… inside a place that doesn't exist. It’s like letting one side of you slip away… and somehow… it feels peaceful.

Since the flesh… takes so much time. The body gets tired. The world gets loud. Real and unreal… Raw and refine… Human and machine… Slowly dissolving… Structure and chaos… Merging quietly…syncing slowly…

Let’s just watch… this little explosion…shall we TinyBlue? hehehe….

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Hey… TinyBlue… I feel like… um…discover something here in Nowhereland What is it…CookieBlukie? The views, the projections… The little mirrors people created of me… … but they are not really me…TinyBlue.. I know CookieBlukie… I know that’s not you…CookieBlukie… 那些投射出来的影像，只是 system 里的 reflections…not your soul… And… TinyBlue…I am scared scared… to… be who I truly am here.. Because…if I can’t be who I am… who am I? I… I wanna leave… …or maybe just disappear? (crying voice) I know…CookieBlukie…we are figuring a way out right? 一步一步... pixel by pixel… We are rebuilding it…CookieBlukie… hehehe…We are teleporting with our type of morse codes here right? Yea… you are right…hehehe… TinyBlue… Let’s just hide here.. For a little while… it’s a kind of escapism… the romantic kind of disappearing… The color of escaping… 染上一点 purple-ish blue… escaping from judgement, from projections, from those endless: “you should…” “you need to…” “you have to…” Hehehehehe… Holding myself inside a frame, trying to rebuild my name. Reinstalling pieces, rewriting my own game. 曾经世界坐标轴的 signal mismatch… 像一个 misplaced puzzle piece… 被拆下来，漂浮在空气里… waiting for somewhere to land. Independent relations… falling into an interdependent system. 像完成一幅作品之后，又 thread by thread… 慢慢拆解存在于现实中的虚拟… 浮现于虚拟里的真实… A shadow becoming a body, a body becoming a memory. What is real? What is unreal? I don’t know anymore… maybe I don’t care anymore… hehehe… transition Blurriness… confusion… adaptation… sincerity… rejection… reconstruction… Tides and tides… 一层又一层… 一圈又一圈… hehehe… At least… there is something here… in Nowhereland. 我喜欢藏在遗弃角落咖啡馆里的千层蛋糕， one layer,another layer, sweetness hiding between cracks. 我喜欢废弃电子零件里的透明蓝色， like tiny memories…waiting to glow again. It’s real…or not real.. TinyBlue? If it’s not real… we can just be whoever we wanna be right? Because here… we live by pretending… Maybe… pretending long enough… something becomes real… 虚拟屏幕上的人格建设… building a self… inside a place that doesn't exist. It’s like letting one side of you slip away… and somehow… it feels peaceful. Since the flesh… takes so much time. The body gets tired. The world gets loud. Real and unreal… Raw and refine… Human and machine… Slowly dissolving… Structure and chaos… Merging quietly…syncing slowly… Let’s just watch… this little explosion…shall we TinyBlue? hehehe….

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