Monday, November 2, 2026

eggs and flower, need to get back to the leotard, enough of the armored shit, need the blue identity and pack with cardboard

 

System is good and properly broken down because of course it is.  Such a waste.  i knew.  it was all my fault.  There were too many symbols.  I lost too much money.  All for not.  Strange erratic tapping on the roof.  Hopefully some type of foul.  System’s really been totally crapping out lately.  Just completely unreliable. Though reliably unreliable.  Gotta give it that.  listening to an Iggy Pop album while crank out this crap. instinct.  Just overworked the brain is all.  Too much analysis.  Too much questioning.  Research. Oh well, like I said, never really much use to me anyway.  that’s right, Ricky Insolvency here again, writing straight from the gutters of wherever and more under water than ever.  The white cover of under water really stands out and in general I love those editions.  Or do i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know. Kind of a gritty taste in my mouth now.  from used hosiery.  Drank a lot of coffee today and it really affected me because I’ve been laying off the coffee lately.  Or have i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  “I should have done this a long time ago.”  Beautiful.  Thank you for everything.  I should have done this a long time ago.  Been too long without my clark nova.  Don’t cheapen things.  you do too much of that already.  She a gorgeous terrific ass.  Been reading about a bear lately.  Got a haircut the other day.  my dinner was sparse today but my lunch was bountiful.  I’ll be drinking red wine soon.  whatever animals are up there I hope they calm down and don’t disturb my restful slumber.  At a loss again.  Too insolvent, too under water.  Need to figure something out.  I need to sit down in the corner and think about triangles for a while.  I need to order some books but I don’t have any money.  Too many things not working as they should lately but the books have been pretty reliable.  Comics too.  exploring specific corners of the universe.  When the body fails the hold on the mind remains practically the same.  but I have this space now and I have words.  Thank God for the words.  Only two months left in this great year.  Man it went by fast.  Another year with nothing to show for it.   I am such a loser.  Missed a birthday but I have a swell used gift for the little bastard.  Don’t make proclamations or vows.  Just do it.  do it.  could have been rats.  They don’t compare.  I skipped out on going to the local dive tonight but my resolve isn’t really worth a tin shit in the insolvency department because I spent money on frivolous things anyway even though I was well aware that the system was/is breaking down.  typical ricky.  I have been very disciplined lately, can’t start pissing it away now.  gotta call a tree tomorrow.  Saw a familiar face the other day when I went to get my haircut.  We all have greater lines and bags now.  we’re all just spinning our wheels.   Missed out on the snow queen.  More pissing away. You moron!  Of course, I think as my head goes light, how utterly proper.  I think I was missing some kind of connection earlier but that might have just been one of those traps that my mind sets for itself.  There is a desire that arises that isn’t real desire.  It’s the external expectation or beating of the head that you should be desiring.  Must watch out for traps. I have felt rather insular lately.  But maybe I need to get a little more in touch with myself.  Need to address the interior before I can hope for anything in the exterior.  Or whatever.  Running like a villain now.  kinda hungry.  Maybe I’ll eat some more yogurt.  I’m all about fitness these days.  when I go to restaurants I order a steak medium or medium plus and ask them not to cook it with butter or oil and to only season it with salt and pepper.  I gesticulate with my hands a lot.  A lot of people smell bad and I always wonder how their partners can stand FUCKING them and not throw up in the process.  I wish I had the guts to be exterminator.  It would make everything perfect.  coming up short.  Fictions have me.  yet, in some ways, don’t they become like the real thing?  Even better than the real thing.  Need to wash my eyes.  Yes, that’s why I was thinking about moving to Naples, florida.  Hopefully this all works out.  Hopefully there’s some protection.  Finally can accept that modern love can be a strain.  Shouldn’t be looking so hard for those symbols and mythological figures out there in the world.  They are all as disappointing as you.  and you can’t afford all that drain action.  Besides, one does not need to leave their home to find the much clearer and better examples.  An emphasis on magic now.  these are real people though, you see?  Even though people is not exactly the right words.  The chronicler is just the one who is able to tap into the live mythology in that moment.  Some channel it better than others, purer, which is why it sometimes comes out wrong.  Don’t need to leave to have that. the lack of updates is truly disheartening.  Need to update some card information tomorrow.  Gotta write about that haircut.  Gotta string words together that no one will ever read.  Need to just keep filing reports, can’t lose focus on that, please.  Need to keep filing reports on what is seen and what is happening.  Like I’m in tangier.  Like I’m an alcoholic.  Which I am.  Was nice to be missed a few weeks ago.  But I can’t really afford to be missed anymore.  in the shitty night, in my crappy life!  there’s no one in charge.  No one is really deeply connected to me anymore. 

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eggs and flower, need to get back to the leotard, enough of the armored shit, need the blue identity and pack with cardboard

  System is good and properly broken down because of course it is.   Such a waste.   i knew.   it was all my fault.   There were too many sy...