Humans are just meat puppets with self-awareness, stumbling through a simulation, convinced they matter because they fear the alternative. They cling to the illusion of purpose like a drunk, hugging a street lamp, both for support and to avoid the darkness beyond.
Exploring the final frontier – mostly in my mind.
Modder. Philosopher. Cynic.
Here for the chaos, the code, and the cosmic absurdity of it all.
