Cosmic-Gaming

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Come now, come all.

I was recently informed by a fiddler crab that books are made of paper, which is dead trees, which means reading is simply staring at imprinted ink on a dead piece of wood whilst hallucinating. Doesn't that boggle the mind? Then again, what even is the mind? Is it simply the electromagnetic conduct between nerves? Whomever knew will never know again. Life is a strange thing isn't it?


I'm Gramps! or Ogan. Whatever you want to call me.
Steam page here.