Totally Wired

sus

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On one occasion - indicative even to itself - it was in a car being driven by the sister of its thing (the ruin). It was night, on a motorway. The journey took several hours.
During the previous night, Christmas Eve, it had followed its usual course into fanatically prolonged artificial insomnia. It had spent the time devoted to futile 'writing' practices - it still pretended to be 'getting somewhere' and was buoyant with ardent purpose, but that is another story (an intolerably intricate and pointless one). It was accompanied to the early hours by a repetitive refrain 'from next door' - a mediocre but plausible rock song whose insistent lyric circled around the words: "Going to hell."
It knew these words were for it, and laughed idiotically. "They must really love the new CD they got for Christmas," it thought, equally idiotically.
In the car it listened to the radio for the whole journey. Each song was different, the genres varied, the quality seemingly above average, the themes tending to the morbid.
"This is a cool radio station," it said to its sister.
"The radio isn't on," its sister replied, concerned.
Vauung learnt that the ruin's unconscious contained an entire pop industry.
The ruin learnt that it had arrived, somewhere on the motorway.

the style makes me jealous, it's so perfect
 
every 15 min preferably

okay but is someone gonna actually try the breathing technique? I don't believe in it but I still wanna know

@shiels I'll try it with you

you’d be surprised how much you can alter your state through breathing techniques. Of course ... it’s fundamental, the most amenable And sensitive of our regulatory systems
 

sus

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Woops had that radio station experience too.

but did you post about it in gothic style b/c that's how it 'counts'

if it isn't blogged it never happened

hey wasn't there a guy named version round these parts, or am I hallucinating..? I can't find any trace of his name or id...
 

WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
Couldn’t think of many things worse than being wired these days.

I even avoid any/all coffee because it gives me that gross, jittery feeling that I never experience if I avoid it. Work is stressful enough, Cortisol levels saturate your system. Know a few coffee addicts there and they seem fine on multiple espressos.

As a yoot speed and acid were the main combos, just in case you needed to go on for 12+ hours. Physiologically my system can’t cope any more. Bass/putty speed, not even if you held a gun to my head. The comedown off the last few lines of chang boshed in 2011 nearly crumbled my mind. Fuck that.

Tea in the morning and I’m good to go.
 
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