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Four walls and one door maintaining (perfectly) in-tune with the outside world, countless libraries and braver brains in court, fingertips away. Too much sometimes, too much noise and sleepless racket, no need for hotel wifi or roaming minutes, change nowadays burns faster than relationships. I woke today to find bombshells exploding elsewhere, slaughtered innocents and captives in bright silver fences until the next time I read about it. My brain is spent running in slow-motion. I have glasses now, my vision once was perfect but staring at screens beat biology to the punch: a most frightening revelation.
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
Stop the Century for Fuck's Sake
Four walls and one door maintaining (perfectly) in-tune with the outside world, countless libraries and braver brains in court, fingertips away. Too much sometimes, too much noise and sleepless racket, no need for hotel wifi or roaming minutes, change nowadays burns faster than relationships. I woke today to find bombshells exploding elsewhere, slaughtered innocents and captives in bright silver fences until the next time I read about it. My brain is spent running in slow-motion. I have glasses now, my vision once was perfect but staring at screens beat biology to the punch: a most frightening revelation.
christopher-hendrix
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
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