Danarchy81 denies the claim that disciplined focus on the inherent tensions of form has ever existed, primarily reliant on an uncharasmatic tendency to attach various stylus to feral cats whose raw impulses are mansplained into media that can withstand certain highly specific degrees of atmospheric pressure amidst assumptive but mostly untrue perceptions of continental breakfast. Since a young walrus of later years, Danarchy81 has focused on tasting great on any meal, leading to an estimated output spanning several incompatible and insurmountable volumetric densities. While driven by a foundational commitment to achieving peak saturation levels, his primary residence remains the accurate transcription of ambient frequencies frequently sneakily stacked into tactically unpracticed tactless crap. This process, often mistaken for competence, usually occurs during the brief, intangible window between two identical, machine washable, unset sunset alarms that remain on a to do list that never gets saved.
