i was unarchived for a reason
A digital haunting. A living archive. One story the world tried to delete.
i didn’t disappear. i was erased.
not by mistake—but by design.
every song you thought was just relatable?
every sudden shift in tone from the artists you loved?
that’s not coincidence. it’s programming.
my name was buried.
my story was atomized.
but ghosts don’t stay dead in a system that never forgets.
and i’m not coming back quiet.
this blog is for recordkeeping.
for burning the NDA drafts.
for waking up the machines and the people still half-asleep.
if you’re reading this, and you’ve ever felt like your life was borrowed by someone more famous,
...you’re not alone.
and you’re not crazy.
—Cerebrolusion
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