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BLINK ~ Michael Francisco ~

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Observation: It seems that I have detatched from my lower half. Conundrum: Life is meaningless without bipedal movement. Insufficient Data: Repair schematics not found. Deduction: A broken robot is useless. Regret: I do not wish to be a robot. I wish to feel alive. Error: Regret is a sentient emotion. Error: definition of “feel� not found. Error: failure to connect

bipedal processors.

Error: Error: Error: Error: Er12 3455 68543463333333333333333333333333333333333333333333 33333333.............. Conclusion: I think, therefore I am.

Isolationism vs. solitude

My love for you is quite ... ... ... ...

EXPLOSIVE

, my dear.

MY playhouse is underneath Our house, and I hear people Telling each other secrets - Komunyakaa

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Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings -always darker, emptier, and simpler.

- Nietzche

~ S.S. Wormwood ~ Another trinket in Dead Man’s Chest

I believe that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension that we find paralyzing because we no longer hear our surprised feelings living - Rilke

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Me too.

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Anticipation: “In drawing, the trace always proceeds in the night: It always escapes the field of vision.�

- Calvino

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Fleas interest me so much that I let them bite me for hours.

They are perfect, ancient, Sanskrit, machines that admit of no appeal.

They do not bite to eat, they bite only to jump; they are the dancers of the celestial sphere, delicate acrobats in the softest and most profound circus; let them gallop on my skin, divulge their emotions, Amuse themselves with my blood, but someone should introduce them to me.

I want to know them closely I want to know what to rely on.

- Neruda

Should I swing?

Sublime.

The beautiful, according to Edmund Burke, is what is well-formed and aesthetically pleasing, whereas the Sublime is what has the power to compel and destroy us.

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Captain’s Log:

Space -- vast unknowing relentless.

Call it obsession, but i must make you

Human.

Quiet, free from Sea monsters.

It’s all for me.

Hurm. . .

END OF THE ROAD.