of course I'm fit to judge you
I don't know what my problem is, but all I want to do is fuck shit up. I want to destroy things. I want to break social mores and make people uncomfortable. I want to frighten people. I want to cause violence.
The more time I spend in this world, the more I hate how humans have chosen to live and the things that they've chosen to care about.
Urgh. I'm about to go Walden on this shit.
The more time I spend in this world, the more I hate how humans have chosen to live and the things that they've chosen to care about.
Urgh. I'm about to go Walden on this shit.
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5:53 PM
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Rebecca Thering, at 2:52 AM
I apologise for interloping. For some reason I never deleted the feed to this weblog.
The moment you do fuck shit up is the moment you become like those you despise. Rather than join them, why not ridicule them instead?
You'd make a great satirist but you can't do that if you live alone in the woods.
Dan
Just Language
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dan, at 7:14 AM
Dan, you are in no way interloping. I'm pleased that you still have even a vestigial interest in this blog.
I suppose yes, fucking shit up plays directly into their hands, it's ultimately a display of frustration, and probably not the best one.
Ha, I think I would need some time in the woods to appreciate this world enough to satirize it well.
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john, at 2:41 PM
I think you'd do a better job of satirizing it than me, though I might try yet.
Sadly, for me at least, the part of my brain which articulates language is in a field in Glastonbury and has been for a few years now. I did try and find it but, alas, to no avail.
Thankfully, the part of my brain which enjoys good writing, I still have.
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dan, at 11:05 AM
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