I dream of my fantasy. That one day, I’d finally share my journals and they’d be herraled as genious, occasionally. The problem is, is like a treasure hunt in blue box of shredded thoughts and cliffhangers.
I want that to happen before I die and Derek saves them on aon a data crystal along with my porn. Its a guy thing.
Its a joke. Nobody has porn anymore. it’s all streamed.
I’m currently into 3D VR POV porn. Its the closest I’v felt to a real fuck in a long time.
Ideas.
24/7 webcams in bedroom and I can just talk all day to a camera and save the good bits like they do on Big Brither.
Together we mights start some businesses.
more on my thoughts about the vibrating universe.
I do not know if all vibrations are 2d or whatever patern, but the number f steps to the left is the code. Every element has a dance sheet. What if, we’d never noticed it because its so tiny, but what if every element vibrated in the exact same pattern, but simultaniously. A gold nugget is vibrating in unison with every gold nuggest, presumably in the universe. The dance card suddenly became something else.
Think aabout the vibrations of an element but don’t consider s[ace as zero.
The idea of embrodery must be shocking to those that only percieve 2D. Burts of colour would just appear in space.
The bits of atoms that groove together to make gold, are far enough apart that they all vibrate space and push it… or te wave we see on the scopes isn’t really a wave. In any case, multiples waves can exist simultaniously much the same way 7 billion people can exist on earth and not bump into each other much.
—-139am. WHOOPS
i WANT DVD COMENTARY ON MY JOURNEY
100 DAYS TO REACH QUEENS 3. Intern; I mean getting the king to the third row once, instead of backand forth.
end of part 1
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