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I think the mailman thinks that I am dumb. But I am dumb, so I don't think I mind. But my girlfriend does the wagging dogtail finger which means that Yes, I should mind. So I turn back to the mailman and tells him where he can stick it, then happily take my mail and am on my way. My girlfriend doesn't fuss anymore and I am glad. So I tell her where to stick it and we laugh. We laugh. We laughed. Now. On the way. Here I come.
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Now drink down that cup of espresso, lap it up. Back into the head I come. Thoughts trailing their petty little features. Of thoughts now come, orbiting rock bounding along the space to be seen for one minute and then gone. This is how it is for me. Fire down that coffee. Down my throat, down my gullet. Into my body, pass through the bloodstream. Here I am. The office glows brightly. I am not bound for there. My thoughts are too deep and metaphorical. I am too Depp to be fully deep though. Thoughts come and go, people pass and by, bumbling about and on, and on, and on. Here and there pitters of rain, other orbiters, remind me just slightly of the warming of our planet. Then out! Gone away again. And back.
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Out of car. Back into car. Out and in. Back out and back in. Cross over slowly. Look under seat, look in glovebox, glance back behind, glance up in front, stare around in circles, making sure of my isolation. This is very important. No one can be here when I give in. No one can be a witness. I am so horrid in this moment when I relapse that no one should gaze on me. If someone comes I will take this knife and gouge their eyes then gouge their memory so their thoughts of me die with them. I probably won't though! no. No one is here. To see. No one here to come and see the things I breathe. So I open up the bag. And sniff. 61Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0CwZf6yBA7
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But I am not free. And life continues.
Caverns of light. Caverns of night. Eye hole, Virg, where do I go now?
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The difficulty is finding an operating system which can take pictures and video well, but also has a nice aesthetic approach to the home interface. You will get all of this with Blu. Blu is everything you need and more. The abilities and immeasurable abilities of the software are unending. Take a walk with me and I will show you how incredible this software is, I will make it my mission to be a missionary unto you. First of all let me demonstrate through an animated cartoon how easy it is to use. Here in the video we see a little man make his way along a street. Here he sees a grand landmark in the distance and wants to take a photo or video to mark the occasion but he is burdened by having to pull his phone out of his pocket just for a picture. It feels, to him, too much effort for something which he mightn't even look at again. Now look at this second man. On a different road, on a different day, this man has had Blu installed and here he just has to look at the sight and the software records it forever in his memory. Now all he needs to do to access this image is to think, imagine or dream and there it will be. I have said all I need to say. What else will you take from me?
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I am lying down on the dry concrete. Weeds are here. Small rocks too. How did it come to this? I mean, when did it stop being fun with friends and start to be this. I manifest slowly the idea of sitting up. Manifesting slowly before that the idea of even opening my eyes. But I probably shall not.
Just a blip. All this will all just be a blip. I am but a blip in time and space. Just a passing thought. I have no friends anymore who which to keep this high going. It will die on this piece of concrete and end with me. I don't know how
long I have been lying here. Some minutes or maybe months. Flies eat my exposed arms. Someone far away is calling. Calling. Calling in me. But I do not hear them, I am too far gone now to hear anyone.
anyone
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Where is he?
Where is he gone?
Why am I left here?
When will he come?
This is how is ends.
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