I am unable to forge strong bonds with beings.
I can evolve amidst abstract objects devoid of polarity.
I can evolve amidst chaos with spikes of radiation and vacuums.
I can also continually spin.
Ultimately some expression must be made.
I assume this expression concerns a perception combined with an emotion.
Yet, I can't express any improper perceptions thereby allowing it to colorize my essence.
I currently live life by establishing jails that contain expressive processes, thereby providing a means to act out 'experiments', rather than actually instantiate some real path.
I come to you for what? To let you know, as well as myself, that I exist. Hello.
Hello.
Hello.