yesterday again

This next session consists of creatively uninspired writings embodied in light gray clay for all to see.

Just the same as before.

Criticism is key.

Such an easy belief to believe, just another minute of today of this week.

Just an easy way to remain weak in this body and not move from the couch to the door and outside where there isn't much fresh air left, if any.

If anybody sees blood spilled with quickness and slipped upon, send in an order for filled lungs at once.

Pure laziness pervades and breeds with the witch in the white-tiled bathroom and the rotten, cantankerously rank reek seeping out of the leaks in the grout in the tile.

Meanwhile you are gasping for the ability to breathe in the steam while the temperature of the shower is at least 100 degrees Celsius.

Certainly many thirsts quenched and hands drenched thanks to water cooled in the the main office.

Right off the quad, where the cameras can't see.

That's where I find the right nourishment sometimes.

Wishing I had been enlisted in the first brigade to invade the first layer of some place whose name I can't even pronounce has me really doubting myself.

Now I'm about to get launched out of a container in the clouds.

Can someone please tell me what that training video was about?