Tape Loop Blues for a Cursed Logos A descent into the haunted loops of unconscious thought. How a 23-page stream-of-consciousness poem written at age 23, a fractured chant against the malware of bad faith, became a seed-script for an entire creative ecosystem. The alchemy of turning inner turbulence into outer art — poetic compost as fuel for recursion engines. https://youtu.be/gcgoa0HzHYg?si=R3UdbYQe1myb7r5F