that feeling when going someplace and always there seems to be something a little distorted and no, not knowing, not at all understanding what is wrong ? realizing these are words words these are these words are but they carry no meaning convey no no no no thing disconnected just feeling more (& more) uncomfortable than before and everything seems somehow even a little more (& more) twisted than usual ? it just got worse today i think i just jumped to the next level. the feeling when trying to sign in to one of the most familiar webpages visited all the time all the time all the time and now instead of the usual steps suddenly there is a note : Site down for unexpected maintenance We'll be back online shortly sit down and wait these are not my people these ones these are not not Help Desk Top Question How do i know i am here ? i don't know if i am here anymore. They have done nothing to deserve me Why do they think they deserve me What the hell am i doing here Why am i even here am i even here Click here to edit delete and As the absurdities came forward There was only a remote possibility that we would be rescued as we were run mistaken day was originally written and published in Writer and A I R B O R N E by © 2017 Tiina Hölli on Tuesday 30.05.2017 23:30 Frankie Chavez : I don't belong |
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doesn't give a flying fck, [ paskat nakkaa ] but still thinks amazingly much about Nothing ... and Being ... ... has some Knowledge about Nothing and / or vice versa. [ Loves Immaterial ] F. A. Q. : W T F Tiina Hölli : - Lila -
Read Robert M. Pirsig 2005 acrylic on board 19 x 130 cm A I R B O R N E
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