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Sep 2016
i treat all my physical pains, notably
the sponge of an ***** hidden
inside my cranium like a
testament of hellish arithmetic -
that's the easiest way of transcending
the pain... treat it like an arithmetic
sequence, that not even a genius could
work out... but of course learn some
humanistic deviation from the pain
with de Sade - the charcoal
                 rubbing of sadism against
           placebo most people crumble under...
ponces and puny caricatures of humanity:
but that's how i see pain,
                an unsolvable arithmetic sequence...
and sure, they can laugh...
                        but you're the last one
laughing... which means you're basically
the last / only person laughing.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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