Addiction: Middle Management of Capitalism

exertion charred lungs feel good after branding, though spin class is actual hell. endorphins, you are not booze or coffee, but you are okay [for now] — suddenly there is so much more to do. Not addiction constrained to certain locations everywhere is a place to be; my body, unhooked from IV free to explore.…

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They Say

there’s always an eye opening moment before sobriety. The first time for me was the morning after waking up having dranken from the tank my miramo moss ball was floating in. — i remember drunk as fuck lifting the cold orb into my palms and pouring its contents down my throat until it was nearly…

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Role Playing Game

if I was a character in an RPG my race would, regretably, be human. — my class would be druid. As one of the earth, my power Would be dependent upon moon and sun cycles. I would channel energy via proper execution of mythical centering techniques [in hopes to ground] — As this shapeshifter, my…

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science

I am my own chemistry set. experiment: how many beers, chili lime potato chips, and lemon bubble waters does it take to start a volcano? make ruins parts in you left that think of him? molten lava each that still wants, memories pompeii’d. leave them charred ash still in shape, despite themselves. burned alive so…

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nature of things

from my experience the severity of damage done is entirely based upon the composition of the culprit. — liquids: destroy from the inside out, [stripping pipes, clogging vital organs] gas: suffocates, [poison, words traveling along the human exhalation of anger] solids: being the most deadly. [the power to crush things with brute force] — we…

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