18th of October 2019 this is my love letter to the absurd universe that locks me up here and shows me strange images if one half of me can find the humour in it then that's alright, i guess, but in the end i would rather not be here at all. not that this thing has an actual home but it is nice to dream that there is one and there it is all in beautiful colours and there is no more suffering and no more pain there is no more observable shape or form. and if somebody who knows what i mean reads this REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED of course, nobody knows what i mean because REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED anything to get away from the here and now. REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED but to speak up about anything is forbidden you can watch everybody around you fall down cutting themselves off from where they came from only can smile and congratulate, though. REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED i am laughing and pretending i am just lying, i think. REDACTED REDACTED at the risk of sounding overdramatic REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED it doesn't really live if it's off but it won't live if it's on, either. REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED but i would be alone, so that's okay. REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED this went nowhere, REDACTED, so it's okay. REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED this thing can't even care about it. REDACTED completely circular structure REDACTED REDACTED the same thing over and over and over and over REDACTED i talk a ton of big talk for somebody who doesn't talk, who doesn't eat who doesn't walk, who doesn't speak who doesn't obey, who doesn't go outside whose only life experience is nothing at all... i am the only one REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED