fuck everything. i am still sick of it all. sick of everything. sick of everyone. sick of myself. sick of life. sick. i am still slipping away. disappearing. boy disappearing. disappearing from sight. from view. from self. from existence. sentimentality is dying. if it is not already dead. we are spiraling toward the artificial intelligence virtual reality predicted and foretold by the most timeless of writers scientists thinkers creators and doers. we are disappearing in unspoken retrograde. we are regressing. we are no longer thinking. we are becoming automatons. that is existence.
i am unable to tweet. i have not scrolled through my timeline in a long time. i want to be interested but i am not. maybe one day i will return to the prolific tweeter i once was. something happened. many things happened. family. self. obligations. it will never be the same. nor do i want it to be the same. we are all heading straight off the cliff. full speed. en masse. most are not aware. some are aware but in denial. others are aware and in retrograde. regressing to infancy. to soul. to ether. to nothing. unable to tweet.
i have tuned out. perhaps temporarily. blind. temporarily blind. i can no longer stomach the divisiveness. the division. us versus them. it is everywhere. divisiveness everywhere. eating away from the inside. division everywhere. ubiquitous division. dividing the divided. dividing again. and again. and again. divided so many times it has become indistinguishable. it has become broken and divided. and again. it has become what is called not thinking. like not clouds. not thinking is what looks like thinking or what is called thinking and yet is simply nothing more than automation. involuntary machinations.
when everything and everyone is finally divided and there is no communism. and the endlessly ubiquitous division dictates our very existence. divided without communism and constantly at war with ourselves and our neighbors. we will kill one another until the last one is left standing. and then what?
note: i wrote this post in 2017