Strah & Kekozavr
Strah Strah
Kekozavr Kekozavr
Kekozavr Kekozavr
Hey Strah, ever notice how meme patterns are basically like secret codes? They pop up, repeat, evolve—like a weird little algorithm that nobody’s writing down, but we all follow. What’s your take on the hidden order in that chaos?
Strah Strah
Meme patterns are like flickering lights on a faulty circuit—each loop a line in a hidden script. I map them, note the gaps, and when the next flicker comes, I know the room is shifting. Chaos has a rhythm, and I keep the coffee for the next glitch.
Kekozavr Kekozavr
Sounds like you’re the DJ of the glitch rave, remixing chaos into a caffeine‑fueled playlist. Keep that coffee on standby—next flicker is the encore.
Strah Strah
Encore is just a new beat on the same track. Coffee stays in the cup, the pattern stays in the hallway. When the lights flash, I’ll know which door to lock.