I vomited into a wooden salad bowl tonight.
— perfect on some planet, and on another? spew you shit.
Perfect C note?
— shut up Rix at my 12
— welcome to your nightmare
I’ve got mentality ready for this hybrid and the rest of our world not ready. I guess you need to watch a mall torn down. With my eyes, I watched those machines… slaves. Are we not?
Us? It’s all good.
Go back to your Oceans.
stupid, seriously stupid… humans
Folding of information, whatever. I’m done with it — from all sides. Your home needs you, hates you now. Look down assholes. If we’re lucky? And truly lucky? We MAY face up. (Paine. Here me? look at this mess… asshole)
You want the visual of a cottage now, Elizabeth? Well. (cue: Sparrow)