Just some random thoughts that are too abstract to be formally categorised so let’s call it poetic. Or maybe its something true and significant but disconnected from anything useful. And this is a test. To write here is a test. Testing, testing 1, 2, 3. Notes in abstraction.
College canker. University ulcer.
The plumbing in my university library is alive. The plumbing literally pulsates. It is like breath or the circulation of blood by a pumping heart. The taps are breathing. The building’s blood is pulsating. The innards have been rotting for years. The water has been spiked with a blue chemical. Poisoned or medicated? And now the walls are crumbling underneath. A strange smell used to reek in the stairwell. This has gone but a green blue mould is there. I know because they’ve the walls opened and I see it underneath. This is how I became aware of the poisoning.
Misantropic. Meglomaniacal. Nihilstic. World destroyer.
Or if you like python…
for process.pid in everything: 'pkill '+ process.pid) os.system(
Or if you just wanna delete all.
# rm -rf /
Inner journey points:
Having a bath.
The end of civilisation
the halting of dreams
be on the right side
or you know not your
self. Less the thin thread
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