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. Getting it all out.


Fear, the end

The end of civilisation,
the starvaion, and he said:
be on the right side
or you know not your
self. Less the thin thread.

Florist’s lament

Flower flower leaf,
petal petal knot,
pretty gift got.

Sarkovian distribution

Reflexive controller,
Knock on the door,
Eternity,
I wanna dance, cry with you, i love you.
It’s true,
Feels cool,
chill and cool,
chill and cool…
Anglo-saxono americlono,
Based and baypilled,
Chaste and flay shilled,
Pun dit iconoclasm,
Leftist tears orgasm.

Miscellaneous

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

Kill everything unix.

Misantropic. Meglomaniacal. Nihilstic. World destroyer.

xiE,xi×0\forall \; x_i \in E, x_i \times 0
E=k=0n(xi×0)E = \sum_{k=0}^n (x_i \times 0)

The inner self

Inner journey points:

Meta-therapy.
Psychopharmacology.
Music.
Vison.
Fear.
Poison.
Death.
Health.
Anxiety.
The heart.
Meditation.
Having a bath.
Surrender.
Equanimity.
Setting.
Facilitation.
Home.



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