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-- make it stop. Every single day stretches to a full-blown week in both mind and body. Tell them to keep the soul in the dark - it's safer in there.

there is no time for reviewing or thinking, for appreciating or complaining - as if you are in the middle of two train tracks and, while safe, the train is longer than you could've imagined. Another rail carriage, and another, and... would you look at that! Another... when can I leave again? Not with a purpose.

shy away from purposes, determinations. Refuse them, look away, run back to where you were.

this is not the time to postpone anything yet there is always a breaking point. Just postpone the breaking point - it'll happen. Fuck it. Make it longer, deeper, more destructive. The wave will go down and back up, designing its own existence in the first cloud of the day.

say you want to sleep forever in here, forfeiting guilt or confusion. Don't know how or why I'm still awake but here's to hoping it won't be another week. And another, and another. Trains were fun. Without a purpose, when time stretched and it seemed to pause at will.

smell and taste, it's no fun without