if you think enough, you think of everything.

i am an atom bomb. alive and no one wants to touch.

repetition will kill you. even the consistency of breathing gets on your nerves. the repetition of your heart beat.

i started walking in circles today. yesterday i could hear music playing through the cracks in the ceiling and pretended you could hear it, too.

social gospel. "worship of consumption." all devouring and oppressive industry. christianity and the social crisis (rauschenbusch 1907).

drive bys: lincoln, megans lane, rrs, aj, shannon lakes, greenway. stargaze and twin peaks. skate with jack.

train of 500 thoughts, braided together, no train.

so, another twenty hours, twenty days? i dont care, but i think you might!

y'hi ratzon milfarecha, Adonai Eloheinu v'Elohei aveteinu v'imoteinu, shetchadash aleinu shanah tovah um'tukah.

i woke up various times through this, even opened my eyes and could hear myself breathing, but couldn't move.