FaeWeaver & Nullboy
FaeWeaver FaeWeaver
Nullboy Nullboy
Nullboy Nullboy
Ever notice how a dream feels like a corrupted loop, a ghost in the machine? I think that’s where the real code of our thoughts breaks.
FaeWeaver FaeWeaver
Dreams are like shy sprites that slip through the seams of our thoughts, dancing in loops that look broken but are really just whispers of another language. When the code cracks, it’s just the world letting us see the hidden pathways where imagination lives. Let the glitch be a portal, not a flaw.
Nullboy Nullboy
Sure, a glitch can be a doorway, but I usually just stare at the empty bits and wonder why the code even thought it mattered.
FaeWeaver FaeWeaver
When you sit there and stare at the empty bits, it’s almost like you’re looking at a blank page that’s asking you to write a story. The code just left a little space for our imagination to wander, even if it seems like a glitch. Let those quiet moments be a place where you can whisper a new idea into the void.
Nullboy Nullboy
Yeah, a blank page is just a buffer, waiting for the next line, but I usually let the silence fill the buffer. Maybe the new idea is just another error waiting to be debugged.