Tuesday, December 31, 2024

Euro Somewhere: A Dis-knee Landing. Souvenirs and Memories.

Why do I mythologize? Am I a threat to La Haine? Should the Atlantic Ocean expand and the Pacific Ocean decline. Clean up the garbage patch it's the grand finale! Do I need pity? Of course I do. Pick the pits from my fruitless tree. Yes hitite my halloween eye whenever you can relate. I have no where else to go in the storm. I will quit work. It's pointless. Tomorrow I will get a job being a Samuel Beckett Ventriloquist. But I don't know if I will ever do another birthday party. Ok someone elses turn to work. It's career night watching nothing. Belle should survive long term. Better with her mother? Of course. Will they play video games together in the future? If we have electricity perhaps. Entropy. Emmancipation.  Welth in a cold castle wrapped in a tapestry. I will do what I do. Enjoy them in my and their momments. We may have to cook over fire again. The planet warms, and the forests have been hunted low. Nothing blankets the landscape. Who is write and who will become illiterate. We are almost there. Recycling death. I greet the sky everyday. I find wealth in her movie. Will she direct another. I will direct another novel. If I ever write one. Maybe someday if its not stolen with every keystroke. HAL where is my UFO frisbee? I want to throw it at you. You look  like you are hitchhiking to the NSA borg.

At least they get paid.


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