stalker
Wednesday, November 28th, 2007destroy; unto yourself, and no one else.
destroy; unto yourself, and no one else.
“How many members of a certain demographic group does it take to perform a specified task?”
“A finite number: one to perform the task and an additional number to act in a manner stereotypical of the group in question.”

(the reason you are here is because you decided not to be anywhere else right now)
it’s your choice. your call. your idea.
if this is hyperreal then you are right here, jigsaws and all.
if this is hyperreal then none of this is happening and we are just make-believe.
if this is hyperreal then you were not there today, looking that way.
if this is hyperreal then i don’t care because we are beyond the point of return.
if this is hyperreal then start recording because we’re up.
When the rest of humanity shares what you consider a problem, I believe it ceases to be a problem and becomes just a fact of life.
Money.
Health.
Time.
Fears.
We can get over these.

tyo
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sfo
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run
research
study

When Microsoft’s Zune ads systematically spell ‘beginning’ as ‘begining 11.13.07′, I start believing it’s actually on purpose and part of an ARG or something. No way in hell it can have slipped through like that.
the same pair of running shoes:
- USD 70 in US
- USD 130 in NL
- USD 200 in BR
damn you, globalization.
so i have a 1gb shuffle. love it and use it as often as possible.
and i have an old 30gb photo. i don’t ever use it except when traveling and offloading photos from my camera.
thing is, i am almost coaxing myself into starting to exercise. which means i need a nano – because of the nike+ thing.
and i had also convinced myself of getting a touch because of the whole watching-movies-on-long-flights thing.
but i could never accept owning that much gear, knowing i’d have little use for it.
agh.
what do you think would happen if you would let yourself go all the lot you think you want? do you really believe things would be any better or more efficient or any closer to goodness than they are now?
for everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my…
would you switch it all off and speed it all up and bring it all down and fuck it all up and mess it all up and leave it be and leave it there like it always was and never wanted to be; just soften it messed up blathering hard keyboard keys don’t want to be part of any of this; leave it leave it leave it.
go run in the rain.
go run in the rain.
go run in the rain.