So I had a vision. What to do with that vision.

Innoculate. The pressure to create. Never quite real. Creating is a state of being. Every movement is a creation. I am a shark.

Text has conned us.

Text has coined me.

Text.

Next in line. For the. I am falling apart. There are no answers in the text. It has failed. This is failure. It fails.

I am a number.

7

I had a.

He left. Her. And now.

He failed. Language.

The text. Could not prepare him. It is very sad. He cannot live.

Why.

He changed.

A meditation on abandonment, nothing more. He tired. Of thinking. So he got. Lobotomy. Tex
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He has not been fed brains.
God is not here. He is on break.

Break.

Great.
God.
Almight
Tee
His education made him sad.
This is a linear narrative.
Now.
Not.
I lied.
I am a liar, but I am not God.

I am a mammal.
He will not trust.
Do not enter.
Inter.
Up
is the only way.
Love.
Is here.
in your
absent.
violence.
Lay with the lambs.
All will be calm. Drugs
will not help. This one will have to be done in seclusion. Nightmares. cannot - help. = God *sa))--a rose for Ra. his KingDom is near. She lies. With accuracy. But he has built. The perfect. Bomb. There is not bond he will not try to break. He knows. That. It was all a script. Action! Roll! Enact! Engage. It is near. Illegible. Ill. Defunct.

Curtain.

Check the tag on my toe -- it will tell you what I died of. I keep coming back to life to kill myself again. Forget how to smile. She's brave. It's not that. I am.

Disembodied meandering. Pondering. In a pond where the sky collapsed and the water is blue like paint--celestial, blue paint. Break out the drum so I can set fire to it. How's your stupid little man? Has he learned to crawl yet? Come on closer to me. Closer--so that you can put your head in my mouth. I promise I won't decapitate you.

I don't fear. I am dissapointed at the lack of truth. The mind subverts because people keep telling it to. I am drowning in subversion. Sublime slime. Mildew. Atrophy. This is not morbid. Only a description. I've lost the ability to speak. This is not speaking. I never had the ability. The foundation was broken. This is broken. This sentence. Broken. I don't know how else to explain. I can gesture, but your mind goes blank. I am not mad. I am livid.

I want you to stop coming here. There are no answers here. Only problems. Conundrums. Slaughter the lamb for me, then take it to market. I hate her quiet smile. I want to break it with my fists. I can see. More than I want to. It was you I peered into. Breaking.