S̳Ƨ̳ · When The Maximalist...

...Attempts At The Sensible Attempt of Immaterial Sensibility, Will Be Withdrawn By His Brazened Diversion In Its Irresistible Responsibility, And Yearns Its Cordial Sentimentalism Into His Mind of Experimental Versatility, Then He Is Shown The Allusive Indication of Self-Immolation in Its Symphony, In Which He Finds His Desperation Of Pragmaticality In An Ambivalent Vicinity. ††† · A showcase without an inherent objective. Please try to enjoy the experience by having full graphics, and using Shift + C for free-cam. The origin of this experience erupted from a deep, perfectionist tendency within myself. I love all the blazing intricacies in design and would love to be in a space with meticulousness in mind. But, perhaps cruelly, admiring and going on to create based on that mindset is one of the most self-deprecating predicaments in life. This showcase and attached poem (inspired by Fiona Apple) is correspondent to how I felt at the time. time spent saves