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Aug 2017
i deliberated of this for a long time...
well... not really, just
a few seconds...
   you know what's missing?
a spanish feel to existentialism -
i don't think it's fair to claim
that existentialism was solely a moved
conjured by bored, french university
professors and chain smoking
cafe intellectuals,
   or by the hyper-sensitive a-hole
germans who required something more
precise than the division by a millimetre
standard...
i feel like adding a spanish tinge to
the narrative... namely?
ah, concerning the aesthetic,
  namely the abuse of ditto in english:
or so i heard - the "inverted" commas...
doesn't look that much inverted in pixel,
to be honest;
the existential aesthetic concerning
the: " "?
let's paint the **** thing red & yell'ah...
point being, enclosing a word using
the current, outdated existential model,
well...
     every time i read the technical
existential texts i'm feeling left, slightly bothered...
namely?
the pontius pilate syndrome...
****, should have said effect...
   notably with jean-paul sartre's inverting
commentary while citing: "ego".
   that's pontius pilate down the centuries
of history, that is.
   i can't but not own up to this:
it's either a misnomer (that's an easy explanation,
and much approved) -
       or it's an ambiguity - which
is also much approved...
but in conclusion? it's primarily a form
of questioning "bracket" -
on a presupposition pivot -
        the word thus encapsulated it question-rife,
or question-ridden, whichever you
like...
     hence my stress to move the movement
to iberia... away from the german & french
toffs of the 20th century's zenith;
ergo? ¿what now?
                    this!
oh, right, the main problem...
  the following p.s.:

i'll give you a million dollars if you upload
this on youtube (in reality? i won't,
i just like the expression) -

   steve wynn & the miracle 3's
album: ...tick...tick...tick...
  
   notably for the song cindy -

i've looked, can't find it!
    ****, it's almost like a googlewhack,
imagine owning a compact copy
and not being able to find it on
the internet to stream... ab-so-lute shambels...

p.p.s.
the compact i own is scratched,
    so it's like automated form of scratching
vinyl...
   by the way... you know that
if you encode scratched compact,
   and store it on an iPod, the **** thing breaks?
yeah, i couldn't fathom at first,
   how you can translate a scratched
c.d. into a broken iPod...
      a scratched c.d. translated into an mpeg4
format can completely destroy the physical
host that's an iPod...
    for some reason, the mp3 format is immune
to this phenomenon;
obviously this is a useless observation,
but an observation nonetheless...
  to think a scratched c.d. can destroy an iPod
by reading the broken hardware,
and somehow invoke the software component
that allows the translation into mpeg4
to destroy itself...
      ah the company is ****** anyways...
   who tries to **** off the headphones port is
a complete ******.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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