I Relate to Him

I still move around in odd ways. It's compulsive, but I seem to be improving. It's PT dammit.

More ramblings from when I wasn't doing so hot, the scientific one:

"So that's what the heart is for, I suppose, for another.

I had to drink beer to calm down this morning after asking. I went a little too deep. No, I can't pick up on the entire universe all the time and omit my person at the same time.

"the stiff lens just below focuses the incoming waves even more, sending them into the inland sea of the jellylike vitreous humor deeper down in the eye. A very few of the incoming electric waves explode against the organic molecules in their way, but most simply whirl through these soft biological barriers and continue straight down, piercing the innermost wrapping of the eyeball, till they reach the end-point of their journey: the fragile, stalk-like projection from the living brain known as the retina. And deep inside there, in the dark, barely slowed from their original 670 million mph, the waves splatter into the anceint moist blood vessels and cell membranes, and then something unexpected happens. An electric current switches on" (Electric Universe).

Last night I read



Simplicity makes life better. Perhaps I'm just tired.

Why so complicated?

http://www.utexas.edu/law/faculty/profile.php?id=huskeyka Nope. I'll balance you out with a tactic of yours.

Statement forced from the Nazi government to people of an event:

"I am aware that one individual alone can for comprehensive idea of the events in Cologne. One usually exaggerates one's own experiences and the judgment of those who have been bombed is impaired. I am therefore aware that reports of individual suffering can only do harm, and I will keep silent. I know what the consequences of breaking this undertaking will be... they [German citizens] were on their hands and knees screaming" (Electric Universe).

Damn straight. I don't want her to "shock" me, and we're entering into an era where this will be possible. I want aware containers.

I come from the spine-water, so I know

I hate humans.

It was his sister, btw, not him."

Here's another one. I knew I was losing my mind, so I kept trying to study.

So the schizophrenic-wise-aged-survivor-anemic angels of extremes saw the work of calm man and decided that man would do nothing but fuck, whore and rape the land of everything natural, which was a problem because it was touching their world of combinations, so they knocked the tower to the ground because it was suffering from an unnatural mental illness.

Each kingdom broke off and developed its own philosophy (prime cluster pattern) from the ground up again and again based on the desire of human dominance and necessary reacton to environmental factors.

Containers became stronger relative to them but also tired and began to transform due to blood curses and kingdom's squires and touching desires. They fell to their own vanity and continued denting DNA in the wrong way. Thus, preventing natural order of evolution and creating circles instead of the humble dirt they had conquered. They kept their children clean for 2 or 3 generations to see "balance" or their "perfecting of faults" only to fall to another's desire after their 1 up 1 down fall then too many around.



Ring around the Rosy

Pocket full of Posy

Ashes, Ashes,

We all Fall Down"

"You look in vain for the track of the target nucleus of nitrogen 14, since before the collision, it was just the nucleus of an ordinary atom going peaceably about its business."





"She can't even prove two lines are parallel." Bitch. Yes, I can. That period in my life drove me crazy. It's distracting.

"She is SO stupid." That's true.

My hallucinations:

If you want to meet her, she's a cheerleader. She's gone now. They all are. Now my head is blank.

"You're going to get scott."

Trey or angels, "now we get our revenge."

Cizin just stalked me and killed Alma.

While that all went on, I did attempt suicide but not in an attention getting way. I just wanted away from it.

I used to smell blood everywhere and a few other things. I smelled death everywhere for a time. I saw shadows in the very beginning. They were angels and they came to my barrack's room. That was Trey or the "we will blur your senses" folk.