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Tuesday, October 6, 2020

In an Attempt on My Life

I won't be rattled cage or no cage, Nick. Like my nude timestamp style, it's nice to see my phone on my phone (πŸ“±); ever thusly beginning/began the miceocaloriera–Shalom, but not quite. It's not quite right. πŸͺ΅ 1011AM 16 SEP 2020 Saw a business man let his strange looking poodle go poopoo in the park and he did not clean it up; I have video of the event although there is a small chance that the animal was just a weird peepee dog and that was its peepee style (will examine the video JFK style, as time allows). πŸͺ΅ 803AM 16 SEP 2020 I saw some hippie garden. It was just some weeds and flowers on a suburban front walk and I imagined the owner of the place seeing themselves as a caretaker for each piece of green sprouting from the earth and giving the weeds equal status among the flowers. πŸͺ΅ 937PM 15 SEP 2020 α—‘N∩Oᴚ∀ ΖŽβ„²I˥ ᴚ∩O⅄ Nᴚ∩⊥ α—‘N∀ Ǝ˥Ζ†⅄Ζ† ƎH⊥ ⋊∀ΖŽα΄šα™  O⊥ ⅄∀α—‘ ⇂ SƎ⋊∀⊥ ⅄˥NO ⊥I–I'm ready to do this: rising high, cresting, even upon a new wave. πŸͺ΅ 639PM 15 SEP 2020 I'm watching Netflix with my daughter on our bug-ass TV just thinking there are probably people out there who once they got a smartphone figured they didn't need a TV with smashed bugs all over it and now only watch shit on their phones as a point of pride/identity or something (IDK what I'm saying / what I'm saying is there are so many freaks out there, every type of freak imaginable in fact, and I'm the type of freak who just downloaded the Peacock app lol to his damn phone of his and this is what got me thinking about all of this nonsense. Ya Quibi? πŸ˜ƒ πŸͺ΅ 306PM 15 SEP 2020 Making chickpeasta (chickpeas pasta) for my daughter and son of the son gets in it with tomato sauce while the daughter sauces the emotion with butter and parm. Speaking of whatever's whatever, I wrote a poem on the other thing and it's right here; look, it's just the second line of this though (the rest is no poem of mine!) ...