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Hi! I’m a hamster on a Wheel! Gamely running on my bony little legs [I’m getting somewhere! I’m getting somewhere!] Every once in a while, I look left or right See my **** and my compressed pellet food sitting in the same positions as an hour, a day, weeks ago – and I realize: IT APPEARS THAT I’M ACTUALLY GOING NOWHERE!!!!!!! Which surprises me each time it crosses my little hamster brain, until I’m distracted By my pellet food, the call of the Wheel, and other sundry carnal desires Roiling superficially in my hamster-angst While working the Wheel, surrounded by the detritus of my saccharine prefabricated life I fail to notice Outside my cage Hands, lifting, carrying Thousands of miles traversed Steaming deserts Steaming jungles Steaming cities Brutality, kindness, sensuality, love, hatred, atrocities, age, youth, heat and cold All flashing by my glass shell as hands carry me towards a final resting place Until A jarring, toppling blast shakes my world Tearing me from my Important Work on the Wheel I look up, pellet crumbs falling from my mouth Just in time to see my cage tumble from hands Over a rail Down Down Flash of blue Flash of brilliant light Flash of blue Down Smacking into a vast expanse of water Unimaginably immense Outside of my realm of comprehension – I mean, I’d never seen it in my hamster cage before, so why should I even expect it to exist? What is it’s purpose? It makes no sense! It has no place in the world! And as I slowly drown in the secret withheld from every hamster since the beginning of time I take one last longing look at the Wheel, the cage, the pellets And curse them Curse the Deception that told me they were all that mattered
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Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 9:15 PM UTC
Confusion at a discrepancy in self-involved mental physics
Hi! I’m a hamster on a Wheel! Gamely running on my bony little legs [I’m getting somewhere! I’m getting somewhere!] Every once in a while, I look left or right See my **** and my compressed pellet food sitting in the same positions as an hour, a day, weeks ago – and I realize: IT APPEARS THAT I’M ACTUALLY GOING NOWHERE!!!!!!! Which surprises me each time it crosses my little hamster brain, until I’m distracted By my pellet food, the call of the Wheel, and other sundry carnal desires Roiling superficially in my hamster-angst While working the Wheel, surrounded by the detritus of my saccharine prefabricated life I fail to notice Outside my cage Hands, lifting, carrying Thousands of miles traversed Steaming deserts Steaming jungles Steaming cities Brutality, kindness, sensuality, love, hatred, atrocities, age, youth, heat and cold All flashing by my glass shell as hands carry me towards a final resting place Until A jarring, toppling blast shakes my world Tearing me from my Important Work on the Wheel I look up, pellet crumbs falling from my mouth Just in time to see my cage tumble from hands Over a rail Down Down Flash of blue Flash of brilliant light Flash of blue Down Smacking into a vast expanse of water Unimaginably immense Outside of my realm of comprehension – I mean, I’d never seen it in my hamster cage before, so why should I even expect it to exist? What is it’s purpose? It makes no sense! It has no place in the world! And as I slowly drown in the secret withheld from every hamster since the beginning of time I take one last longing look at the Wheel, the cage, the pellets And curse them Curse the Deception that told me they were all that mattered
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Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 9:15 PM UTC
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