When I just now saw the Padre Escapes fridge flyer,
I thought about being a child.
My childhood, innocence?
I wish I could go back in time. Or just be any age.
I've always wanted to be an old person, or a retired person.
I put a spoon in my coffee and cream. I licked it clean and got a few grounds in my mouth. I saw some in the mug too. I sipped and enjoyed crunching on em
[Last night, my mother and I saw the Reservation Dogs episode, House Made of Bongs. It's a very good show, maybe the best. WillieJack is my favourite. ] ( i think I like this )
You need to come back to the science book
Written on clouds in clouds.
You have no idea
You have no fucking idea
You have no fuking. I dea.
So I just go to blogger
And write the good song.
Do you want to watch the film A Love Song with me today or tomorrow?
I am afreewrite of my mind's vomit
So I cannot think, do you know how many times your blood will travel into space? [ https://m.youtube.com/watchv=6wdAiFYTuOo ] Do we have a human mind? Or can I erase the fact with a pencil eraser?
And I am never afraid.
And I hope us and you help us. And we go to where we are needed most..
Period
I was thinking of writing something with a Z.
Period.. the end
At 08,19 on August 26th, saturday , https://youtu.be/BHNXE7waflY?si=6mbRilzvXQ2_3zFk
Annotations: the 1st youtube link is to the Scishow Tangents podcast episode Wings. Because they talk of humans in mass transit and cities as blood cells in vessels.
The 2nd youtu.be link is Is It Like Today by Eliza Gilkyson.
I sent it to 'Anna! ' at 8:19. It is 9:38. I am awaiting
Uh, I'm just this person. This is a stream of consciousness free wriding exercise.
Writing is of the mind, in the mind, be my mind. I am my own mother. I am my own father. I am God. I am love. I am being a good boy right now, cause I got to find a way to find you. I say because too much. This is the time this is my family and I do not think about what I am saying I do not live on top of that mountain I am growing older within my mind in my gutter. I am a gutter hole (home) within my own urethra. My prostate is swollen (swallowing) cause I die everyday; I don't care about what you think the conjunction is. I wish I could fly under your radars. Money is gross; my bottle of rice is quietly residing in the quotient. I quone the patient.
I am thinking about bobby Althoff. I saw a video of her, a funny video of them. I have to type this later, so that people can read it and don't need to listen to this. Why am I still a little goyl? By and bye, the Wisdom tries to die. It will be only 2 more minutes from now, this video recording will end, when it is 4 minutes and 44 seconds long. Who do made that song? I think it was Jay-Z. Maybe. maybe. I'm thinking about Drake, because of bobby Althoff.
I want her to hear my song. I live on that island over there and did you see my faceface? okay now here I am
Where is apples, when they fall from the cloud? mister Warren Buffett put him there for us to eat on Sunday Or Tuesday. I am not Fred or Kristen Wiig. I have a letter to deliver. Can you supply the envelope and stamp?
No, I can't. I am a different character. You may remember, but you don't, cause you don't care. Let's go outside.
O, my God, there's a fucking dead animal out here. It smells kinda good. It reminds me of dogfood. It must have burst open recently. Why else would this smell be so strong?
Hey, look at the Sun. Um. I have a confession. I've been staring at the Sun, as much as I can recently, as much as I think about it. Because I wanna go blind.
I don't know. A couple times recently, I've thought, I haven't been sleeping well, I'm just gonna die. Hah, nah, I'm fine....
This is a free right? I can begin within my own body. My chest, my rib cage and my human heart. It is 3 cubic feet divided by 11 metrez Unsquared… done. And.
My life is industrious, it begs on the street under the gutter,; she lifts her boob and sl-Slaps it on the top of my hair and I shed a tear which looks green in the light of day.
Cancer award I am in love with the chinese hamster wheel
Push my diamonds into the rough and plus my cancer with the bluff
I'm a true weekend man the bluffs are high and craggly blind me
What is a wow my mind I don't know if I fly
The ending is a bargaining organizer but i'm no lo fun and I don't jump and I can't find the number to palerno my daughter banana gapata madopa valley middle school, it's not just a sound of a song
Sorry
Sigh
[This is so much better than I can expect]
She's got it.
She's got it out.
She's got it all out.
For me
D e e
Thanks for remembering
I am feeling a vibration maybe a new state of existence
Queen of evil controlling evil believing evil
Deleting evil
Quit the destruction of Weevils.
Little-known apocalyptic history of the under-appreciated region, Under the weather for centuries, Maps which make less common sense.
Geographical socio-economical emotional
... email but i'm a girl ...?
The what she said
Make more Love to a-what They said,
The End!
Thursday, August 10, 2023
Doing new things for old things.
Our plastics can handle this
Re accessing the life of my dream
Being an absurd dramedy who was my family.
Cowboys and state and local parks
The weather could be good or just o k enough.
Practice for the meeting of too many souls [songs]
Who are the Souls [owlslove] of people we may want to know....
If I had a book, I would be blessed with my eyes and the light that reaches through my pupils once a day or even twice in my life.
A chocolatier placed the soul of his foot on the wet dark wooden floor board.
In keeping with time either thirty or forty years ago.
My mind may wander to you and your silky dark hair and the inside of a night time on the other side of the universal word for a place in space.
It is written and it is read, and the pens and pencils and papers will go both ways to retract or enact the possum
Eating on the side of a road which is half busy and half not
But the guy who is very good and never the best
We all make what we can of our things
Looking forward to the simple plan of the friend under home holy god
Hope,
Wise fire
To be the Interiority of the future of yourself.
[Partly inspired by Joe Pera Talks with You, I just rewatched Joe Pera Gives You Piano Lessons and searched for info on the song In the Dining Room and browsed the Joe Pera subreddit.] The end and Good Night
So to you, Fall's beginning is Summer losing the tightness of its integrity.
I was at a very casual outdoor lunch and a semi small town, pretty green place and day. A lot of tables in a line, Different people, rural, southern. To guys sat in a big truck next to me looking at a T v in front of me. I was supposed to be the new priest for this parish. Another clear gym in [ Clergyman] sat at a table near me, Said something about not wanting to go to France, seemed friendly. I wore overalls. [I war girls]
Macron and Trudeau debate.
He takes him and his words and himself too literally and too seriously.
In Justice,
A girl in a large modern building a large conference or waiting room was going crazy whispered to me to meet her in the bathroom, stall 2, in 2 hours. I hung my head covered my face with my hands, she giggled. I said instead we meet in 2 hours and 2 days, Thursday
Tuesday, August 8, 2023
There was no Ending
No thinking about what I wanted
Smiley face
I get happier for no reasons.
Outside when the sun is high and the light bounces off the ground and the buildings and the parking places and other thing things And the things we do with each other and ourselves never really knowing
The end
I fucked up, so sad so sorry
I fucked up for ten years straight; my whole adult life is a big mistake.
Hi, Stacy, I'm feeling a bit desperate. I need help. I hope we can make something work. I am hopeful and excited about group., thank You. -gregorg
We walk out of the b and b at six a m, the sun is rising.
We are three and they are two females ages thirty three and twenty nine.
I am me.
We walked on the street of the town, Reminiscent of stars hollloe, population three thousand nine hundred ninety nine.
A few locals litter the landscape, perfect asphalt.
Katherina sits on a bench in the little park. We look at her as she looks toward the Eastern sun, toward well fucking lit lowish branches of oaks and sycamores.
The light is white and we are not. But we are caucasians and the Earth is spinning. And the years go by as our species becomes a manhole cover.
Secondary citizens have full rights under God's plan.
There are no fucking citizens in fucking God's fucking fuck.
I am dictating a momentary monumental plan to save humanity Uhm from itself
Humans ingest their own death daily
My gGod's od is feeling so obtuse and obtrusive with his own obscure inscrutable feelings
There is no waiting. I drink so much f****** cheap, cheap, cheap red wine. And I need to f*** my own God's leather wallet purse belt. I need money every moment of God's little finger. In my Eye, socket, pupils are holes which find a way to re. Act to no one's nomenclature naming a file cabinet.
I cannot overstate how inaccurate my life has. And will always become a thing that leaves wish to be when they fall inside of the tree space.
There is no god who wants us to find out the things that we think are only mere images on the surface of a cosmic waterfall.
My name is gregory Wredberg. I am thirty three and a half years old. I am lying in my bad Three thousand one hundred eleven parker Lane apartment two hundred fifty, Austin texas united states of america. I was born december eighteenth One thousand nine hundred eighty nine A d.
It is five fifteen pm. ] there is natural light ] 75 degrees Fahrenheit, mu dim room
There are typos and spelling mistakes.
I want you to know. ] not a Grizzly Bear
Singing
There are manufactured items made by people far away on the planet Earth, bought by people close to me, plastics metals and fabric with lives of their own, waiting for someone
And insects walking flying dying breeding feeding, all over inside and out.
Listening to this: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4Afmc4m6og
ASMR - Real Person Womens Health Assessment, Gynecologist Exam (Breast, Abdomen, Pelvic) Realistic ... Siesta with Sarah
I feel really good thinking
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=z2LBfN02v7E&feature=share .... Get Got - Death Grips