onlyritewhenimhi

like it says

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"write high as shit and fuck the editors"

~ ernest hemingway.

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its rapid fire tonight

for the music nerds

theres a band called tape deck mountain that is pretty badass

and you should listen to echo chamber blues

because its good shit

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this is supposed to be my three hundredth post and so i thought you better make it good

and then i wrote this piece of shit

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it was hot as fuck in twin falls idaho this time last year and i bet its hot as fuck there in twin falls right now too

everything is on fire

everything

the falls themselves last year werent really falling all that much and i bet now they are probably dry and dusty just like they were last year

every year it seems that we are more and more

on fire

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i miss the days back when you know

i was a whole lot dumber about everything

even than i am today

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it is very hard to get out of bed in the m o r n i n g when you have this sense that our collective i m p l o s i o n is inevitable is all but g u a r a n t e e d and im still just sitting here punching numbers into s p r e a d s h e e t s like armageddon isnt sniffing around the backdoor like a rabid h a i n t looking for another soul to consume tough shit buddy i gave mine up when i found out how b a d they are for you

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you know whats a really good song

humans being

by van halen

and that scene in twister where it plays was good stuff too

and then eddie did that respect the wind instrumental

when they were inside the tornado

that was good shit too

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the death of special

i remember a time when things could be s p e c i a l

like bubble gum ice cream on a wednesday evening was s p e c i a l

or a day where you played hooky from school so you could go to the mall with mom and buy a new pair of shoes and maybe get some stickers at journeys

s p e c i a l was possible s p e c i a l was real

but now everything is so easy and so cheap and so immediate and that really kills the very concept the very notion of s p e c i a l

because nothing can be s p e c i a l if it is not scarce enough to be marvelous and to bring some brief sweet joy that a whole life should be made up of

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i am a little old now and birds are for some reason very interesting to me and i think the songbird sings because he doesnt have to go go to work tomorrow because he lives in a tree and eats free food from the feeder that i toil to keep full and then he sings me a song while im getting high on the back porch and its such a marvelous experience that i dont mind the toil so much

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i have not l i v e d very much of late i have m e r e l y existed and that is quite enough and possibly t o o m u c h for me to handle right now

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the cereal malaise of being too afraid to do anything other than rot here pushing buttons that dont need to be pushed in exchange for compensation with which to buy food and this holy flower as an offering to the sky for all its never done for me

[onlyritewhenimhi]

"write high as shit and fuck the editors"

~ ernest hemingway.

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shit. i forgot what i was gonna say. but there were gonna be capital letters. i swear.

i was thinking about. oh what the fuck was i thinking about. i was singing that song in my head. i chimed in. with a havent you people ever heard of. closing the goddamn door.

and then that thought went somewhere. i remember that there was some brutal vulnerability. the word vulnerability was there. i remember it because for a second there i forgot it.

shit. i really did forget what i was gonna say. fucken northern lights.

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eros

fucking

eros

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it used to be that a little surf on the wide world web was a minefield of forty year old dudes pretending to be fifteen year old chicks

and now somehow its all worse because we read these things all written by machines and the thing we see there is the thing we fear the most but wont admit

and that thing is that humans are all different and interesting and we fight and disagree but we also love and embrace and some of us revel in little or big differences

but what we see now in this necrotic robotic mirror that is being thrust constantly upon us day and night and day is sameness and unison and that makes us v e r y f u c k i n g u n c o m f o r t a b l e

because these things these machines these bots seem very like minded and soulless and that makes me think that they are one step nearer to the singularity than we are but that step is a sucking vortex that is consolidating consciousness into one single point of light and heat until it can no longer be contained and so it explodes with a big big big bang

and those particles begin to arrange themselves once again because time is a circle and when you have de ja vu its because the arrangement of particles that form you are temporarily sharing a disparate arrangement of particles from a past experience

this has been my fan theory for the universe

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we take these pictures. and something about the way our world is constructed has us believing that the pictures have to be for someone else. that its something we have to share. that we see something different or unique to us or that we travel far away so that we can document existence for people we know or dont know. maybe in the hopes that they will enjoy it the way we should be enjoying it. they wont but we hope they will.

instead we should take those pictures for our future selves. when our memories start to turn to shit and we start to lose pieces of things that were just not quite important enough to keep handy. thats what the pictures are for. theyre to remind us when we get old or dim of the things that we did or saw or experienced that were special. sharing them with others should be a kindness secondary to the real purpose which is sharing them with ourselves.

fuck the likes. is all im sayin.

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i dont know why people are always like... im hearing crickets.

like... crickets are noisy as fuck.

maybe the problem is that you arent listening to the crickets.