CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
WELL HERE IT IS THING NUMBER ONE HUNDRED, EVERYBODY'S HAVING FUN (I THINK), LOOK TO THE FUTURE NOW IT'S ONLY JUST BEGUN (HALOL SURE IT HAS FLSAG)
I know I'mg oing to try extra hard to make this an extra good thing and in the process I'll end up making it suck because nobody looikes a try hard
I'LL TRY SPINNING THAT'S A GOOD TRICK
anywyas
THER EIS NOTHING
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RIGHT NUMBER ONE HUNDRED GET IT TOGETHE STUART
as
HAHAHLOL
a
MISTER BINKY
actually
it's not 100
becuase the first one was just thing
then the second was thing+1
so really thing+99 was the one hundredth
lik eho wht milliennnium started in 2001 or whatever
OOOPS!
ROBBS CELEBRITIES OOPSP DFL
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HALOL
asd
it's all part of the process
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gfyeah so
what wa the point of thing of the day?
a replacement for story for the day, yse
a place to be creatvie
LOL!
I think I did like one good thing
thing+4 or something
after that?
CRUSING
it became part of my routine
a chore
no creativy
just AHASDILHDGJKASjklgklasgl sdgklgkj slgkl SEX DITH DAVOCTOR ASIDFJ
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ha
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CASSIE EATS BACONasdf
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hdfs
fh
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but still!
we had soome good times
HALOLL
_______-
s Berty ans Susie have better lives than me
___________
YES WELL ANYWAY
the problem
why would I create a thing and keep doing it if I don't want tob e gccratvie
well i'm obssessvie that's one thing
but it Just CAN'T be creatvie
I try
I TRY
but I don't care
I suppose if I'm trying I care a little
or I just think I care
LOSLdfh
I don't care though
not in the saem way you don't care
AND I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT
I don't care about ANYTING
literally
I lack the caring mechanism
I don't care about talking
I don't care about MOVING
I'm surprised I care enough to breath
OR IS IT BREATE I CAN NEVER REMEMBER WHICH IS WHCIH
I don't care
because I'm not human
it's obvious
if I was human I'd do human things
humans do human things
they don't try to
they just fall into human routines
and do human things
BECAUSE THEY'RE HUMAN
I can't be human
or else I'd do human things
it's that simple
nothing human works on me
SONGS, STORIES TV
IT DOESN't WORK
doesn't move me
if I ever write anything that moves you in a human way
it was an accienet
words don't work on me
they're just words
abstract
invented
iNOT REAL
nothing is real but what's in my mind
that's what it is
it's all just things
things we made up
we made up fake thigns to represent real things
well they don't represent them for me
because I'm cut off
my brain isn't part of the collective unconscious
it's not
IT'S NOT
nothing is for me
f
just this
random key striks
this is me writing poetry
ASHSDljkfh
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hf
hads
fh
ah
a
h
g
agh
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fg
g
that may as well be a poem for all it would mean to me
BANG BANG!
___________________--
myaybe I should try to wreiste a poemn okay
__________-
well here it is,
a poem,
this is a poem,
I'm writing it right now,
look it's a poem,
it doesn't have to rhyme,
it doesnt' need to follow a meteric system,
it just has to be word,
it's a poem,
life is meaningless,
just words,
fake,
like fake tits,
you know there's people who think fake breasts are sexy,
because they've been programmed to,
they go thoruhg sexual awakening at adolescence,
and they look at naked girls,
because they're supposed to,
and they say fake implanted boobies,
and wank,
because they're supposed to,
and they imprint them on their brain,
and they find them hot,
because they've programmed theymself to,
then they see real boobs,
and they think "EWW!"
because all they've seen is the fake,
it's all fake,
lol,
_______-
GOOD POEM NOW HERE'S A PLAY
__________--
Man: Hello, woman.
Woman: Don't look at my tits.
Man: Why? They're just bags of fat. Anyway, I'm not REALLY looking at them. The light from them is bouncing off my retina and creating an image of breast in my mind. I'm not seeing the TRUE breasts, just a mind image.
Woman: Oh. Well, stop it.
Man: Why?
Woman: It makes me uncomfortable.
Man: Then I'll stop.
Woman: Thank you.
Man: Stop looking at my eyes.
Woman: What? Why? I always make eye contact when I talk to some. I don't have Asperger's!
Man: Oh. Well, stop it.
Woman: Why?
Man: Because eyes are the window to the soul and far more erotic than any bags of chest fat.
Woman: Then I'll stop.
Man: Thank you.
Woman: Where should I like instead?
Man: Look at Jesus over there.
Woman: I don't see Jesus!
Man: Open your mind.
Woman: Nope, still don't see him.
Man: Women!
FIN
_________-
OPEN YOUR EYES!
sdnhsh
h
seems we got a slkf chicken stick
________________________
Natalie Portman is hot
so are some boys
I think
who cares
it's all human
like this
this is too human
there's a veil forming between my eyes and the world
damn it
can't go on
wank wank wank
that'll keep me human!
LOL
FAKE PLASTIC TREEEs
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ag
g
f
___________
Enough, children!
say something meingful
end on a good note
a positive note
a life affirming note
END IT ON A GOOD NOTE
liek
umm
some day I'll be dead
no that's no good
true, it's good that I won't be alive forever because life sucks
but life is the only state in which you exist
so being dead isn't good
because you don't exist
and once you don't exist you don't exist
it's over
AAAH!
just thought of something
there was a time when I didn't exist
then I was born
and existed,
so
maybe when i die
and stop existing
I'll start existing agan eventually some day
it could happen!
what's the difference betweent the time before youw ere born and the time after you die?
nothing!
i guess
so
umm
is that positive?
no, not really
just clutching at strwars
no afterlife
no nothing
just this
THIS
THIS IS ALL THERE IS
WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?
NOOOOOOOOOO!
______-
this will be the last thing of the day ever
I know I'mg oing to try extra hard to make this an extra good thing and in the process I'll end up making it suck because nobody looikes a try hard
I'LL TRY SPINNING THAT'S A GOOD TRICK
anywyas
THER EIS NOTHING
asj
g
as
g
ag
RIGHT NUMBER ONE HUNDRED GET IT TOGETHE STUART
as
HAHAHLOL
a
MISTER BINKY
actually
it's not 100
becuase the first one was just thing
then the second was thing+1
so really thing+99 was the one hundredth
lik eho wht milliennnium started in 2001 or whatever
OOOPS!
ROBBS CELEBRITIES OOPSP DFL
th
dh
HALOL
asd
it's all part of the process
fd
s
f
gfyeah so
what wa the point of thing of the day?
a replacement for story for the day, yse
a place to be creatvie
LOL!
I think I did like one good thing
thing+4 or something
after that?
CRUSING
it became part of my routine
a chore
no creativy
just AHASDILHDGJKASjklgklasgl sdgklgkj slgkl SEX DITH DAVOCTOR ASIDFJ
df
ha
d
CASSIE EATS BACONasdf
fg
asg
hdfs
fh
as
g
but still!
we had soome good times
HALOLL
_______-
s Berty ans Susie have better lives than me
___________
YES WELL ANYWAY
the problem
why would I create a thing and keep doing it if I don't want tob e gccratvie
well i'm obssessvie that's one thing
but it Just CAN'T be creatvie
I try
I TRY
but I don't care
I suppose if I'm trying I care a little
or I just think I care
LOSLdfh
I don't care though
not in the saem way you don't care
AND I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT
I don't care about ANYTING
literally
I lack the caring mechanism
I don't care about talking
I don't care about MOVING
I'm surprised I care enough to breath
OR IS IT BREATE I CAN NEVER REMEMBER WHICH IS WHCIH
I don't care
because I'm not human
it's obvious
if I was human I'd do human things
humans do human things
they don't try to
they just fall into human routines
and do human things
BECAUSE THEY'RE HUMAN
I can't be human
or else I'd do human things
it's that simple
nothing human works on me
SONGS, STORIES TV
IT DOESN't WORK
doesn't move me
if I ever write anything that moves you in a human way
it was an accienet
words don't work on me
they're just words
abstract
invented
iNOT REAL
nothing is real but what's in my mind
that's what it is
it's all just things
things we made up
we made up fake thigns to represent real things
well they don't represent them for me
because I'm cut off
my brain isn't part of the collective unconscious
it's not
IT'S NOT
nothing is for me
f
just this
random key striks
this is me writing poetry
ASHSDljkfh
as
hf
hads
fh
ah
a
h
g
agh
ag
fg
g
that may as well be a poem for all it would mean to me
BANG BANG!
___________________--
myaybe I should try to wreiste a poemn okay
__________-
well here it is,
a poem,
this is a poem,
I'm writing it right now,
look it's a poem,
it doesn't have to rhyme,
it doesnt' need to follow a meteric system,
it just has to be word,
it's a poem,
life is meaningless,
just words,
fake,
like fake tits,
you know there's people who think fake breasts are sexy,
because they've been programmed to,
they go thoruhg sexual awakening at adolescence,
and they look at naked girls,
because they're supposed to,
and they say fake implanted boobies,
and wank,
because they're supposed to,
and they imprint them on their brain,
and they find them hot,
because they've programmed theymself to,
then they see real boobs,
and they think "EWW!"
because all they've seen is the fake,
it's all fake,
lol,
_______-
GOOD POEM NOW HERE'S A PLAY
__________--
Man: Hello, woman.
Woman: Don't look at my tits.
Man: Why? They're just bags of fat. Anyway, I'm not REALLY looking at them. The light from them is bouncing off my retina and creating an image of breast in my mind. I'm not seeing the TRUE breasts, just a mind image.
Woman: Oh. Well, stop it.
Man: Why?
Woman: It makes me uncomfortable.
Man: Then I'll stop.
Woman: Thank you.
Man: Stop looking at my eyes.
Woman: What? Why? I always make eye contact when I talk to some. I don't have Asperger's!
Man: Oh. Well, stop it.
Woman: Why?
Man: Because eyes are the window to the soul and far more erotic than any bags of chest fat.
Woman: Then I'll stop.
Man: Thank you.
Woman: Where should I like instead?
Man: Look at Jesus over there.
Woman: I don't see Jesus!
Man: Open your mind.
Woman: Nope, still don't see him.
Man: Women!
FIN
_________-
OPEN YOUR EYES!
sdnhsh
h
seems we got a slkf chicken stick
________________________
Natalie Portman is hot
so are some boys
I think
who cares
it's all human
like this
this is too human
there's a veil forming between my eyes and the world
damn it
can't go on
wank wank wank
that'll keep me human!
LOL
FAKE PLASTIC TREEEs
s
ag
g
f
___________
Enough, children!
say something meingful
end on a good note
a positive note
a life affirming note
END IT ON A GOOD NOTE
liek
umm
some day I'll be dead
no that's no good
true, it's good that I won't be alive forever because life sucks
but life is the only state in which you exist
so being dead isn't good
because you don't exist
and once you don't exist you don't exist
it's over
AAAH!
just thought of something
there was a time when I didn't exist
then I was born
and existed,
so
maybe when i die
and stop existing
I'll start existing agan eventually some day
it could happen!
what's the difference betweent the time before youw ere born and the time after you die?
nothing!
i guess
so
umm
is that positive?
no, not really
just clutching at strwars
no afterlife
no nothing
just this
THIS
THIS IS ALL THERE IS
WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?
NOOOOOOOOOO!
______-
this will be the last thing of the day ever
