sound - 9/24/2001



It's been pretty fuckin' loud here recently. There are so many boddies in orbit and so many stars falling. I have to run for cover, but there is no where left to hide and I left my hard hat in another life. I am learning group disconnection. It's kool though I think I can handle it. I am being baked like potery of souls, and formed like moral paper mache. yeah I can handle it like a jar with no friction and too much inertia. I fight a good battle this depresion is regressing and I have stopped presing the fact that I am affected.
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