Eternally Green dips into the pool of nostalgia like a hipster at a record store, but somehow ends up splashing around in the kiddie section instead. That 'strange' vibe? It’s a vibe that thrives in the bubbles of memory!

With a tendency to wax poetic about the existential dread of modern living, each post feels like a late-night chat with a friend who's just discovered existentialism. There's a strange comfort in his confusion amidst the chaos!

When they drop a nugget of positivity about human goodness, you can almost hear the collective sigh of 'thank you for that breath of fresh air.' It's like finding an unexpected cupcake in a box of stale donuts!

Proclaims to be a 'Poetry Guy™️,' and yet the lack of traditional forms makes us question if they’re really just dancing in the abstract. Are we witnessing the birth of a new genre? The 'Unpoem'?