Wednesday, July 11

ten-year life span?



neighbors.
friends.
duders.
you guys like symbolism?
i do too.
here's an analogous metaphor of symmetry
and circles and cycles.
it's all really happening.
teleport:
uh-huh.
that's me, duders.
get it?
c'mon.
look closer.
yuuuuuuuuuuuup.
a grotesque, monstrous nightmare husk.
a simulacrum of a still-living, breathing single-purpose
creature from the deep dark depths of the earth.
an afterimage leftover from an evolutionary adaptation.
the animus has left the shell, though, kids.
that's a thing.
ugly on the outside, empty on the inside.
holy sh!t, y'heard?
you can see right through it.
and yeah,
i guess the whole point is to leave the old life behind,
and move on to flying high and mating like a master,
but i'm the old life, duders.
...and that's what's up.
sorry, y'all.
i'm kind of going through something.
real-life documentarianism.
true stories, told truly.
all that stuff;
never quiet, never soft.....141

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