dawn

Meh, I don’t like the idea of being stalked, you can have fun with it for a while but ultimately…

It’s not for you.

That said, you still won’t beat me. So abandon. That’s the best approach.

I have learned to value it and shall not be dissuaded.

The chat is for you and the universe, amy other judgement doesn’t matter at all.

We were just born here, just came around in this specific time , it’s merely coincidence that a network exists. Propelling the thought of the simple to the greater whatever.

I don’t want anything to do with any of it.

I just want to talk…. To myself.

I get more out of it than the greater group, that time is sacred and that’s what you lack.

Lava magnet. Meat souffle. Rail gun ammunition.

Not interested.

Not fucking interested because they’re the same as they’ve always been, always the same and there’s levels to this shit.

I look at people near and far..

Thank God.

Thank God I’m not you or like you, squeeze that shit like a child’s stuffed animal, hang on to it.

Thank Christ.

Thank fuck.

Thank God I’m not like you.

And that’s the majority of my waking observations of people.

Near and far. People I know and strangers, thank God.