i accidentally made a typo there, maybe there is something poetic in that. oh well, lost to time now. thanks for everything.
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some thoughts (dont like this title)
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thinking about the absurdity of this page. i have developed this infinitesmilay small subcutlure around my existence that is involved in so many deep levels of networks of existences. like no one follows or looks at this, yet it exists. i am waiting for some internet scavanger and discover this and see it as some beautiful expression of human existence in moderninty ingaged in so many layers or inorny and detathcment that it somehow is beuatiful? why do i desire recocnition for being irrecognisable dramatization. like if one knew it is existing is why it is beautiful yet wants to be seen as something beautiful, the two repel eachother. why do i do this if no one will hear it. i want to say (lmao i am so high) but i also dont want to because for some reason i care. i swear all i want but i feel some weird regard to talk about that. why do i care what you people think about me? but i do. no one will see this interaction, why should i care if it is percieved as bad. ok like subcatagor
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we find absurd ways to lick eachothers wounds, even if we know they wont heal. there is immense violence and brutality in this world, one that is gruesome and gratuitous and painful. i speak of it as if it is a single entity, evil. or may its scattered and combining it into one thing is just another way of dealing with it. oh well, another lick. and still we keep living because there is nothing else to do. and sometimes people kill themselves because there is nothing else to do. in the face of it all there is nothing to do but help eachother lick our wounds. hurt people hurt people. i dont want to hurt people