Anti-tech hacker.
If you walk far enough down to where both ends of the joy-despair axes meet, and whisper "my desires, although beautiful, are also a product of a civilization that must be destroyed" to your reflection in the pond, you'll be transported to a place that's always moving and ephemeral, now lush and soon desert where no one project lasts forever and that's where you'll find me. Dancing in the ruins.
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