distant memories

im a different person to old me

and when i see people who know old me

its like a little bit of old me crawls in

and i don't need the old me

dave in retrograde

a conversation about a party i didn't know

a grimace creeps on his face

contemplating

justification of why i wasn't invited

and finally an invite I'm not even sure i was seeking

finally.

i am socially validated through a facebook event

you see

caterpillars become goo before they become butterflies

electronic shocks say that they still remember pre-goo them

i remember pre-goo me,

when do i flap mywings better

sometimes i just crash into the ground below and it gets hard to get up

but i still do get up

sometimes i don't even know why

i remember riding my bike down to the beach

to my friends house

my legs building with lactic acid,

bubbling and broiling beneath my skin

the wind blowing against my face

i felt so alive

i always say the hardest weather to ride in is wind

this invisible force that always wanted to push me away from where i was trying to go

my brain is akin to the wind

really,

i have not been able to escape the whirring thoughts inside my brain

the storms that plague my days

sometimes i find comfort in the chaos

sometimes i yearn for sun

why do we all feel so alone?

do i have not friend nor foe?

a different perspective, the same one

the sinking reality of being.

the most and least connected to people at the same time

the flicker of brands and names that don't know me

and provide nothing to me

my eyes dance behind their lid

caesar said the best way to die would be sudden and quick

-d

to you

     to you i seem like a

moment

but to me, there could be more

than i originally bargained for

i forget who i used to be

i know you do too

and to you, that's hard

but to me, I've let go

because the tides are always pulled

by the moon above my head

and the river keeps flowing

while people do too

love is never decisive

unconditionally conditional

always with strings attached

ready to pull when things turn

when i hear your voice change

and your face turns to one i don't know

i recognise the finite

and begin to understand change

i swear i don't get love

I'm only one to experience

i can't say i understand you

because i barely understand me

the entertainment complex

clink clink

mmoarpajrmmam (the trumpet flirting with the warm air)

the felt booth feels warm

a Moscow mule crisp, sharp

chitter of conversationalists

an echo of laughter

entertainment has a way of keeping the masses in check

the greatest threat to an empire is those who are bored

and those who do something when they are bored

crime,  coercion against a state, thinking (2hard)

to think is good, but to think too far away from what everyone else thinks...

we are malleable

we are numbers

3481 needs more happy juices

gluoink glorg glorp glorb

9257 on the edge

emergency administration

make that man smile

I SAID MKAE THAT MAN SMILE

feeeeeed your people

i mean feed them

good foods, mmmm 

delectable

water your people

house your people

they will be your people

they will serve you

the a way of life

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binbin ice cream slp slip icec ream slp slp

ultimate glizzy machine

the lowest form content

my brain has become accustomed to switching off

and consuming

gloprgorlp azonk gorakloa glug

and it begs the question

is there more than this

i like fun

entertain me

but why am i a slave of my own brain

i pick my poison but i don't want any ofthem

i fear i will become apart of the epidemic that is

status quo

where i run from the responsibility of my choices

of action

                when do i really learn to learn

to fuck up and keep going?

the crucial thing is to find a truth which is the truth for me;

an idea i would die by, one that makes it worth living

Kierkegaard

It’s easy to waste away in the infinite

It’s eSy to not think

It’s easy to be oppressed

i like easy

bnging slrp

ride it like a cowgirl

slrp slrp slrp

i just woke up from a trance stuck inside of the reels alogirthm

i laughed, i looked out my window in front of me

i realise that i am sick

I watch my parents waste in front of shit content 

i love them dearly

but why does fake slots take up hours of your day

AR YOU NOT ENTERTAINED>?????

-d