4/09/20

cutoff - Cutoff from nothing, it's okay, there was nothing there anyway - wallfacer, door closing

let's cut to the chase - i feel more and more just my dumb job - oh yeah, i'm other people too, i'm in couple - family, friends, all that shit - totally useless otherwise - making everything for no one - nobody likes my style - how pathetic - what's the point of this? hostage letter? fucking christ

motivation to mean things? pick the notes? pick the words? after the splurge, eating the void - why not swoon along to a belly full of depression - indulge in it - maybe it's just a moment - feels full of me being a fuckface, wallfacing little fuck.


2 comments:

hiccup said...

it seems useless without a community to share it. i just think of future me, unknowingly finding past me. it's a quaint fairy tale, like anyone's gonna go searching blogs for anything at all in the incomprehensible future.but uselessness is a kind of immortality, isn't it? if it's not used, it doesn't degrade. true uselessness could not even provide a quantum of energy, true uselessness would be immortal. and what's the point of that? so, this thing we do? it has a use. energy, comic release, the exuberant sacrifice. maybe yours is for something different but please don't try to salvage it with some kind of random redemption. miss you.

Hector the Crow said...

thanks for the comment - i have thoughts like that - my idea of the information age has evolved, information no longer has value, only filters - sounds like a taoist view of useful/less ness - i miss you too

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