massacre your children (obliterate is to make invisible)

are you really alone.

 in de construction, there is no space between
and/or/but/and
(there is always space between)
stop doing everything.
your processes will run on their own, goddamnit

there is enough being produced, says the man who is full.

i have met few people who wish to do anything but divide.
mostly for their families.

if one comes to the conclusion that love has a certain violence to it, one can't help but feel that the truly radical act would be a certain kind of non-love.

aw shut the fuck up mr rogers:

there
there
there certainly isn't any

there
there
there certainly isn't any choice in the matter.

whats the matter?
there isn't any choice in it.
back here, hear?, here again are we?

i'm sorry, officer.
here, hear?, here: more coffee.

i don't suppose you are

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(because i am most assuredly sleeping)