#clinical

[INTROSPECTION]

Inside of my dull head,

Not a rose in sight.

Trekking the steep hills,

Rowing through hurdles

Of my own design.

Slopes are few and far between,

Predictions can drastically vary,

Even if it's imaginary.

Clamped tight, it's not failing;

The seal is everlasting.

In my echoing, concave world,

Only reverberations remain...but

No truth is found within the dream.

This image is the definition of "Dramatic Reenactment." The lighting is so moody it feels like the opening scene of a medical soap opera where the doctor discovers a cure for "Monday Morning Blues." That syringe is held with such cinematic gravitas you’d think it contained the secret to eternal life, rather than just a standard dose of 1967-grade penicillin.

𝄤 𝚩lö́ody̜ ҽyе𝂮

lofi 2.5 animation, a practice