Sunday, July 15, 2007
Monday, July 9, 2007
Oh Blinking Cursor
Oh blinking cursor, I need to interact with you. I need to feel like you care. Someone out there must care, but no, there is no one. Let me sing my song to someone out there.
Delusions are like illusions except that they are bad.
I'm tracking my imagination.
The first two years of college were fun. The second two were too hard so I just took the first two over again with different majors.
I think the brain is stabler when there is a stream of consciousness. That's why it starts spontaneously.
Delusions are like illusions except that they are bad.
I'm tracking my imagination.
The first two years of college were fun. The second two were too hard so I just took the first two over again with different majors.
I think the brain is stabler when there is a stream of consciousness. That's why it starts spontaneously.
I love you, oh blinking cursor. You're my only friend.
If a man who hears voices writes them down and publishes them should they be catagorized under science or fiction? Did he truly record what he heard? If it was a true recording how can you call it fiction. What he was recording was a fiction, but the recording itself was not.
If a man who hears voices writes them down and publishes them should they be catagorized under science or fiction? Did he truly record what he heard? If it was a true recording how can you call it fiction. What he was recording was a fiction, but the recording itself was not.
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