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hi , again

( is it again? )
1:42am
i feel like i haven’t been using this

, or any,

resource

as fully

as /////////////xxxxxxdon’t know )

i’ve pretty much abandoned everything, and i knew i’m not reaching out to anyone

likw i should
. there’s been a lot going on, more than i’d like to get into or you’d like to hear.


whoever xxxxxxxxxxxxx\\\\\

i don’t know that either, and that’s probably for the best.
but at the recommendation of my therapist and my inner

meager

conscience, i am going to try and write more.
the course is prone to turbulence and it is difficult to avoid these obstacles, ever present and foreboding,
casting

more of the same you more of

shadows, tearing and ripping the air and anything that happens to exist within it, unfortunate enough to breathe in

it
is

something that makes writing ( and breathing ) difficult, but i don’t know how else to process

what is happening

?




and never mind the nightmares


at this point. they are a constant.

the XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXno

is a

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i keep trying to post the journal pages but they don’t seem to stick? something about the file sizes maybe. idk


stuff gets out of order, mixed up


but, small goals. baby steps, all that shit.

keeping track of time better would be a good start.
work up to

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and what they talk about outside of its


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impressions – the movements, the motions, the phasing in and out
i know i have to engage with the most difficult parts of this and that’s probably why

there’s a lot of resistance in me to all , every part of it. i thought it would be fun

to explore

illuminate

to play around with
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but it’s discomforting at best.

i’d rather just shut it out, shut down but that doesn’t work so well anymore,
not like it used to
so i have to do something else

with your shaking hands

with my time

[
x persephone sorry about your friend ]

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my stupid petty grievances

(

i keep misspelling simple shit, it’s either me or

thi

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key

those are your your stupid eyes

)

these scheduled posts aren’t working out so well… but they take so long to upload otherwise.

for no good reason
things keep going missing

, are merged together

.

and the edits… ? well,
mal is a good friend – a gentleman and a scholar – he knows his contributions and support have allways been appreciated… but it’s a little much sometimes.

( and mal, if you’re reading this,

, don’t worry about it

and keep doing what you’re doing. if this helps you work through

this all

or what we haven’t

then i can think of no better use for this

thing.

the whole point was to make sense of it all.. it’s been a few months and i don’t feel any closer to that goal than when i started. so give it a go, man

,

it’s not gonna hurt anything

.

)

no harm… all things considered
mal seems more experienced with this kind of thing than i am anyway, i'll admit that. and  he's clearly been having fun generating AI 

dreams //////

s tuff.

i’m glad , since i have

n’t really been up to us ing it lATELY
( but dude you know that you can

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)


i’m not sure

given

your

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but it’s not really a

big

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1:42 a, m clock broken?

lagging bad

go

on


line break, new day

evening, really.

late evening, almost late enough to be morning.


…………….no it’s definitely morning now, but it wasn’t before ”
i mean of course it wasn’t morning when it was evening, but i mean that before it wasn’t either

i don’t know i think i just need to sleep


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your shortest days are here to stay


fuck this

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it’s been a while. you can’t tell, unless you can? but regardless
there’s been a lot going on as usual. in waking life and else
where

i think a few months?




lots of those.

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but that’s not important really

i still get distracted, sidetracked…ted
too easy
i mean easily

i need to xxxxxxxxxxXXXXXXXXXXXXtell?

someone

there’s a lot i can’t say here,

partly because i don’t know

you at all


probably, hopefully

and if i do know xxxxxxxxxxx

( mal i know we talked about

the

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but i don’t want to put more of this on

you, not after

everything else

i don’t want to do this

at all

)

i’m sorry.



i’m sorry for saying sorry.

i told so many people i would stop

i know it’s not my fault, not yours

or anyone’s but still,

i’m sorry.

for whatever it’s worth

)

.

.

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i’ll come back later

,

or sooner

probably


— “there’s a devil

anatomy of a devil

on my back
on my waist
on my neck
on my neck


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“” it’s a wicked life, isn’t it? “
still true”” it’s a wicked life, isn’t it?
still true

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i’ll

be back

again

later


again

accidental but truei don’t blame you———– you’re – just- one- ‘ eve r y ‘

w h i c h w a y

p a t h w a y s 
in the halls of dream
























































laid to rest at

p

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he angel of death

laughs in the face of recovery




sn punoɹɐ ןןɐ ‘puoʎǝq ‘ǝʌoqɐ ‘ʎʇdɯǝ ʇou sı ʇɐɥʇ ssǝuʞɹɐp ǝɥʇ ‘ʇɥbıu ןɐuɹǝʇǝ ǝɥʇ ʇunɐɥ ʇɐɥʇ sɹoɹɹɹoɥ ǝɹɐ ǝɹǝɥʇ puɐ

ǝʌıן oʇ ɥbnouǝǝ ʇɐunʇɹoɟun ǝɟıן uodn pǝʇɔıןɟuı sı ʇɐɥʇ dnos uɐǝpɐɥ ɐ sı ǝɔɐds ɔıɯsoɔ puɐ ǝɯıʇ ʇnq

noʎ ǝɯoɔǝq oʇ ʇuɐʍ ʎǝɥʇ

ǝq oʇ ʇuɐʍ oɥʍ sɹǝɥʇo ʇsnظ ǝɹɐ ʇsǝɹ ǝɥʇ

noʎ ǝuo ʎןuo sı ǝɹǝɥʇ ʇnq sǝɔɐןd sǝɯıʇ ʎuɐɯ uı ǝq ʎɐɯ noʎ

and there are horrors that haunt the eternal night, the darkness that is full of emptiness, above, beyond, all around us

singular safety in solitude, seconds spent settled at




i can feel the days getting shorter, passing faster,

dawn breaks as soon as it f a l ls

again

By a w a y l n d x

Artist, aberrant mind

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