BwO -
Bury in oblivion

Nurture AGCT that with lonely dreams in the 0 and 1 overlapping universe

Scattered neurons return to matrix from the eletronic rhizome

Your consciousness is less than a grain of annihilated dust in it brain

Under Mama‘s torch light sight is our wrapped safty

it is the soul of outer form being shackles and shackles

As if recall the appearance of organism

change back to the original

Bactria and viruses coexist with you living things

once again gave birth to the eternal goose yellow star

The body without organs becomes a machine

The mindless soul is nomadic，to vacuum to freedom

Consciousness is swallowing，genes are programs，and dreams are reality

MAMA SHOP

Algorithm customization

Pick ONE that belongs to you

The perfection is defined by you

Emotional one

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What kind of me is the perfect algorithm for you？

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Infinite Satisfaction one

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Come to Mama Come to Mama

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Sane logical one

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