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Hey Ralph.
May 23, 2025 at 4:57 PM
Hey Ralph.
I read that folks with ADHD are more focused under pressure. Including the pressure of needing to go to the loo. I always wondered why I needed to finish just one more thing before I go to the bathroom, while my subconscious was using this feeling to be able to pay attention to what I was doing.
March 24, 2025 at 5:27 PM
I read that folks with ADHD are more focused under pressure. Including the pressure of needing to go to the loo. I always wondered why I needed to finish just one more thing before I go to the bathroom, while my subconscious was using this feeling to be able to pay attention to what I was doing.
I have feelings of wishing I was here there here in different comfort, the fresh new stable same bright routine adventure, where I can expect cosy extraordinary unique repetition of impulsive exhilarating slumber.
March 24, 2025 at 5:26 PM
I have feelings of wishing I was here there here in different comfort, the fresh new stable same bright routine adventure, where I can expect cosy extraordinary unique repetition of impulsive exhilarating slumber.
How Christian, to convince the oppressed to celebrate the oppressor. And how Irish to be fine with it, if there is booze.
March 17, 2025 at 10:28 AM
How Christian, to convince the oppressed to celebrate the oppressor. And how Irish to be fine with it, if there is booze.
trump accuses those he kicks of bloodying his shoes.
March 2, 2025 at 2:19 PM
trump accuses those he kicks of bloodying his shoes.
There's a
squadron
of thoughts
flying in
from the east,
They whistle
like V1 bombs.
Searchlights are
bright but my
defences are weak.
Swooping vicious,
their guns cackle,
and all I do is feel
the shells tear
through my
frozen hull.
squadron
of thoughts
flying in
from the east,
They whistle
like V1 bombs.
Searchlights are
bright but my
defences are weak.
Swooping vicious,
their guns cackle,
and all I do is feel
the shells tear
through my
frozen hull.
February 26, 2025 at 1:52 PM
There's a
squadron
of thoughts
flying in
from the east,
They whistle
like V1 bombs.
Searchlights are
bright but my
defences are weak.
Swooping vicious,
their guns cackle,
and all I do is feel
the shells tear
through my
frozen hull.
squadron
of thoughts
flying in
from the east,
They whistle
like V1 bombs.
Searchlights are
bright but my
defences are weak.
Swooping vicious,
their guns cackle,
and all I do is feel
the shells tear
through my
frozen hull.
I seek out aromatic wisdom, as my mind will not accept the stench of a sordid insight. What might burn my nose and sting my eyes, repel from my offended mind. But not so the subtle shades of perfumed prudence. The charismatic scent settles, a beautiful stain to reference in essence memory.
February 24, 2025 at 3:03 PM
I seek out aromatic wisdom, as my mind will not accept the stench of a sordid insight. What might burn my nose and sting my eyes, repel from my offended mind. But not so the subtle shades of perfumed prudence. The charismatic scent settles, a beautiful stain to reference in essence memory.
Oligarchs.
Self-propelling
leeches.
Too massive
to turn, with
too much
momentum
to stop.
They are
too broken
to fix and
they will
probably
consume
it all.
Self-propelling
leeches.
Too massive
to turn, with
too much
momentum
to stop.
They are
too broken
to fix and
they will
probably
consume
it all.
February 23, 2025 at 12:55 PM
Oligarchs.
Self-propelling
leeches.
Too massive
to turn, with
too much
momentum
to stop.
They are
too broken
to fix and
they will
probably
consume
it all.
Self-propelling
leeches.
Too massive
to turn, with
too much
momentum
to stop.
They are
too broken
to fix and
they will
probably
consume
it all.
Ronald McDonald is using his influence to fire staff at Burger King.
February 22, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Ronald McDonald is using his influence to fire staff at Burger King.
He was very excited to take part in the trick, being involved in the magic of showing discord between witness and knowledge. Like when Alec Baldwin pulled that trigger.
February 21, 2025 at 9:54 AM
He was very excited to take part in the trick, being involved in the magic of showing discord between witness and knowledge. Like when Alec Baldwin pulled that trigger.
Objective they said from the concrete head, prevailing pale familiar lineage. Subjective those flailing on the edge, unlearned communities outside of the oxbridge degree. Objective is truth, claret and chalk, blood blue unquestioned. Subjective passing opine, with only corruption, anarchy in mind.
February 15, 2025 at 4:46 PM
Objective they said from the concrete head, prevailing pale familiar lineage. Subjective those flailing on the edge, unlearned communities outside of the oxbridge degree. Objective is truth, claret and chalk, blood blue unquestioned. Subjective passing opine, with only corruption, anarchy in mind.
The rich are dogs.
And we let the dogs
decide how many
biscuits to eat.
And we let the dogs
decide how many
biscuits to eat.
February 15, 2025 at 9:24 AM
The rich are dogs.
And we let the dogs
decide how many
biscuits to eat.
And we let the dogs
decide how many
biscuits to eat.
Who's to say
meditation
is not edging sleep,
treading the line
between dreams
and woke.
Neither here
nor there.
meditation
is not edging sleep,
treading the line
between dreams
and woke.
Neither here
nor there.
February 14, 2025 at 3:47 PM
Who's to say
meditation
is not edging sleep,
treading the line
between dreams
and woke.
Neither here
nor there.
meditation
is not edging sleep,
treading the line
between dreams
and woke.
Neither here
nor there.
My
anxiety
is trying
to keep the
rain from falling
I am distressed
at this change
and bored all
the same.
anxiety
is trying
to keep the
rain from falling
I am distressed
at this change
and bored all
the same.
February 13, 2025 at 10:47 AM
My
anxiety
is trying
to keep the
rain from falling
I am distressed
at this change
and bored all
the same.
anxiety
is trying
to keep the
rain from falling
I am distressed
at this change
and bored all
the same.
Legacy;
an imaginary
wall they built
around them
to protect
their bud
from blooming.
an imaginary
wall they built
around them
to protect
their bud
from blooming.
February 11, 2025 at 6:05 PM
Legacy;
an imaginary
wall they built
around them
to protect
their bud
from blooming.
an imaginary
wall they built
around them
to protect
their bud
from blooming.
There are disruptors
in the house,
pulling all the leads out.
Time's towers of the town,
impulsive puppeteers
are pulling down.
Numbly watch
their scissors shine,
snip at your stings; just lay there,
I'm sure we will be fine.
in the house,
pulling all the leads out.
Time's towers of the town,
impulsive puppeteers
are pulling down.
Numbly watch
their scissors shine,
snip at your stings; just lay there,
I'm sure we will be fine.
February 10, 2025 at 2:45 PM
There are disruptors
in the house,
pulling all the leads out.
Time's towers of the town,
impulsive puppeteers
are pulling down.
Numbly watch
their scissors shine,
snip at your stings; just lay there,
I'm sure we will be fine.
in the house,
pulling all the leads out.
Time's towers of the town,
impulsive puppeteers
are pulling down.
Numbly watch
their scissors shine,
snip at your stings; just lay there,
I'm sure we will be fine.
Sketch.
February 9, 2025 at 6:03 PM
Sketch.
The morning is trickling down the wall, stealing all that sparkled on the pane. I pierce the wall between outside and I, a chill washes through, clearing the must of last nights slumber. The mountain scales comb the broth. The woodland bound in the hush dew holding back the waking.
February 8, 2025 at 9:30 AM
The morning is trickling down the wall, stealing all that sparkled on the pane. I pierce the wall between outside and I, a chill washes through, clearing the must of last nights slumber. The mountain scales comb the broth. The woodland bound in the hush dew holding back the waking.
Pandora's box opened and all my mental health issues emerged. A mental health nurse recommended some Loop Engage ear plugs to keep all the human noise from pushing me towards a panic attack. So far I am enjoying my new ear sunglasses, blocking the audio glare.
February 5, 2025 at 12:38 PM
Pandora's box opened and all my mental health issues emerged. A mental health nurse recommended some Loop Engage ear plugs to keep all the human noise from pushing me towards a panic attack. So far I am enjoying my new ear sunglasses, blocking the audio glare.
I am to sit
for 10,000
hours in
meditation,
meandering
through
distraction,
burst ideas
and trivial
thoughts,
waiting for
one moment
of clarity.
for 10,000
hours in
meditation,
meandering
through
distraction,
burst ideas
and trivial
thoughts,
waiting for
one moment
of clarity.
February 1, 2025 at 5:19 PM
I am to sit
for 10,000
hours in
meditation,
meandering
through
distraction,
burst ideas
and trivial
thoughts,
waiting for
one moment
of clarity.
for 10,000
hours in
meditation,
meandering
through
distraction,
burst ideas
and trivial
thoughts,
waiting for
one moment
of clarity.
Heading into a hedonistic consumerist dictatorship. A nightmarish dystopia where you can buy what you wish, if you are rich enough to survive the purge of all who slip below the ever-rising poverty line. Rich or dead. How familiar it looks, just as those celluloid prophets burnt upon our screens.
January 29, 2025 at 3:54 PM
Heading into a hedonistic consumerist dictatorship. A nightmarish dystopia where you can buy what you wish, if you are rich enough to survive the purge of all who slip below the ever-rising poverty line. Rich or dead. How familiar it looks, just as those celluloid prophets burnt upon our screens.
He looked into the mirror and became the image in the glass, the glass reflected this impression, and the echo accelerated, till the images became cartoon, then a satirical blur, an image hum, that only ceased when he shattered, unable to catch the reflection.
January 27, 2025 at 12:26 PM
He looked into the mirror and became the image in the glass, the glass reflected this impression, and the echo accelerated, till the images became cartoon, then a satirical blur, an image hum, that only ceased when he shattered, unable to catch the reflection.
