eigener
running out of paper scrawl on sugar instead move the habits around in a cup of tea no one here believes so long as i can hold off understanding at least for a little while longer cannot engage when i am thrown to the wayside as unintelligible store up a little more time to self increase productivity self wrought iron fly on the wall layabout nothing compiling stories on what one ought not to understand ought not to hear
i clean the walls
the images are not as forthcoming as the thoughts the light is all wrong got to remedying that as soon as possible and no another arrangement no one can stay still for long around here the transience is permeating the skin catching the viewers gaze only for a moment how much attention could one possibly hope to entertain in this over sensitised monotony modern world twelve months on an editing process pouring over the remains of a bleeding heart
the boy's an artist
Die Aufklärerin
assert those requirements that meet self substantiated ends they will be aligned with those of the same substance compromise is only reached when the needs of self are not known unsubstantiated without clarity as creature features would have it only consciousness may expatriate representations of concept sonic visual et al representations must be formed by the body as to be seen in direct relation to identity so as to convey operative dimensions such as time and space (place) all actions carried forthwith ought to be determined failing such a fragile conception of world tumbles folds in upon itself and is promptly consumed by the monsters of social organisation systematic isms and habituated rhythms handed down (pre)fabricated institutions sweeping out the possibility of accomplishment imaginative aspect of the for-consciousness whilst installing a sharp edged monolith of single task group activity of which ends are obscured by the very machinations of such a program so as to encourage enforce and ensure the continued prolonged participation of the walking flesh bones and grey matter that are decoding deprogramming shutdown restart
Schützen
hit on a topsy turvy stereotype vice found in the extremes not cool on the tricks played she is just another spin a free forming decadent model of decay of no worth
get out of the rack jack just no standing back what is there to like in a kid who has a pedestal putting her out of reach from the society her ideals want to deliver into the world
a no standing policy she plays all the nice games learning only once the game is over to break the soft news holy empire strike force gutted team nothing move bullocks
nothing looking like breaking out of the mould not one little bit
do you want these guys to die
i am doing my best to convert what i have no point preaching to the converted whitewash your walls and re engage the brain do not swallow any regime or doctrine whole ... chew first have a taste develop discretion and do not forget to go to toilet to spit shit and vomit
easy for you coming from the side of the exploiter how about an examination of the source from which your interpretation is derived can i undo the brainwashing do i want to
left is down right is around
up right
down right
up right
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down
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schwer
games for the middle of the night
möglichkeit
tid bits hanging over the edge i still enact a do as thou wilt policy of ego destruction engaged in watching the world traverse itself millions of times over never satisfying those cries of the other a non-indifference to difference that does not draw lines in the sand the thou-i distinction washed away but every little other likes to hold onto it ever moreso and let them too leaping into the far corners of the sky in an attempt to escape this open air prison four mice in a glass box how many more crawling up the walls the quarter to ten visitor does not use the front door prefers windows in whatever german i could muster got the fellow to move along stay tuned for a repeat performance as we are seemingly on his way from and to somewhere perhaps it is only a weekday routine not a large enough sample as to go about declaring a trend of all things passing through this part of town nothing seems to hang around long enough to be called a trend already lost one flatmate up for grabs moving further out to the limits of Berlin where the apartments are even cheaper and the train rides a little longer a sensational playground if you are into television electric blue is the colour of his room where he will live when the brakes are applied there is a blatant lack of socialism round here the ability to live with people no cause for compromise no ability to talk through or engage in diplomacy and here i must fault both sides where i must possess extraordinary patience and-or aloofness to be cruising along so securely with both persons involved friction arising in the usual places but nothing to get heated up about dealing with bigger personal issues of existential and ethical bases to be overly concerned with the placement of objects in physical space no one can eject a thing out of the universe well at least not within modes of operation that utilise this body i am looking for the source of the solidity of truth being thrown about in this three bedroom apartment concepts formed in another language i just do not have the tools to shear them down cross analyse and de-construct so there they sit stayed and ready for the next iceberg persistent suckers sticking to a single easy to reach corner no matter how one fills a space with necessities and comforts the wild animal fails to repress a nature of freedom to hell with these imposed restrictions i am breaking out of here even if it leads to a circumstance worse than the status quo on paper even if it leads to death for the fulfilment of the desire of freedom is the foundation for life