A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, and got in your eye. |
| Apologies if you’ve arrived outside this community to read the blog I’ve linked. I’m looking for a better venue to ‘be public’ for reasons I’m sure to address if I ever re-arrive, yet again…hide out? That’s to say I’ve grown so tired of the world, I’m stuck roosting in a limitless void. Sounds oxymoronic but like an abyss. I can wade in these waters alone and splash as much as I want in an absence of what? Class? (wavelength) Teacher is pointing swastika at the chalkboard nowadays. I don’t even own a horse. Where is this metaphor going but down with what? Class? Down with (a yank). That’s write. Yup, I said write. It’s homophonic life that always has a way of befouling conversation understanding, or giving us another “Dad joke” and groan. I’ll enter each arena at once at the speed of…what? I actually don’t know…my effect on humanity other than as horror vacuii. I got stuck in a science lab as an experiment turned mutant and got locked in with a broken transmitter that seems to think it knows what it’s writing while observing the cliché. Tortured? No. Why would you ask? I’m just, A Citizen Reporter 11.26.25 If I’ve erred, I’ll be back to edit. Now, to prepare for a reason to be thankful tomorrow? No. What makes you ask? I mixed up the Narrative IDs in a hat. I play both parts. Who do I get to be next time? Projectionist Circumpolar Star… Sees you. Do you see me? *shines brighter* Nope I had to get myself tested. Mom was in denial. Making use of neurological dysfunction with an ear for words and imaginative stories. I just can’t write…gud. Sorry you had to read all that, reason for hesitance. |