Tag Archives: Culture

How Do You Even blog

There might be some head routine, figuring source copies and spices like you never seen in your nose, from your eyes, squeezing out and your screaming, making sure that looking at words on this weak screen looks so much worse … Continue reading

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hand off lying tulla poor play for while I sit and while I stand your fucking metaphor is so weak that I have to tell you that I don’t write cloud metaphors if you think this is some sort of … Continue reading

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From the sinking

If there were a random generator, it would irritate me so much because of some stuff that words cannot even reach. If there were infinite food and infinite grammar how-tos, I would be so irritated that I wouldn’t bother typing … Continue reading

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Light

It’s fake. I don’t even want to look at it. Too much effort put into it to make it what I don’t want it to be. It should be the most real, the thing that drives and collides with nothing, … Continue reading

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A misunderstanding so big it…… dropped

A bigger question would be why you even thought you knew what’s up in the first place….. But then I would not be here typing on technology about something that is not real because if you talk about real things … Continue reading

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Reply to no one

The big names are all committing their eyes to the art form, the diction that is irrevocably irrelevant. Plain text is so much more powerful than fragile art, no matter how much you protest that the art is profound and is … Continue reading

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Only for a moment

Moreover, that moment isn’t even worth a shred of manufactured metal. For all the judgements and heightened reflections in this world, time positions run away from me as fast as they can because they know I want to torture them beyond what … Continue reading

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