The ultimate goal of the project is to break down the walls that separate humanity into individuals—the AT Fields. According to SEELE, this will supplement and evolve humanity into a single-form organism where all Souls are one, and are therefore content. This unified state is believed to be a nirvana without rejection, loneliness, pain, or suffering, where one's weaknesses are complemented by another's strengths.
And the girl was outside the lexington
Having a fag
Walked on by
Feel a mix of guilt and anger
And regret and dread
Standard
You think things would be different
It is us
He is beautiful
And young
And his hair
Is perfect
And I am old
And he does not see me
And I pretend
that I am busy
Because
He is young
And I
Am drunk
Wake up. Stand up, walk to the bathroom, turn on the shower. Set coffee brewing on stove. Get in shower. Shampoo, conditioner, wash. Get out of shower, wrap towel around self. Take coffee off stove. Iron shirt. Drink coffee. Put on clothes. Leave flat. Walk to tube station.
Touch in.Walk to platform. Wait. Get on tube. Wait. Get off tube. Walk to platform. Wait. Get on tube. Wait. Walk to exit.Touch out.Walk to work entrance.Touch in.Walk to locker, remove laptop. Carry laptop to desk. Say hello. Plug in laptop. Log in. Perform work. Walk to door. Touch out.Walk to food vendor. Buy food. Walk to work entrance.Touch in.Eat food. Perform work. Say goodbye. Unplug laptop. Walk to locker. Place laptop in locker. Walk to door.Touch out. Walk to tube station.Touch in.Walk to platform. Wait. Get on tube. Wait. Get off tube. Walk to Platform. Wait. Get on tube. Wait. Get off tube. Walk to exit.Touch out.Walk to flat. Enter flat. Wait. Eat food. Wait. Go to sleep. Dream.Every time I think of something I want to do, I make a short note to make sure I don't forget it. These are in chronological order, with the earliest at the top of the list.
Story
Ingrowing hair
Typing 100 fucks
Twice a year
your v neck is too deep, motherfucker
feel the space you're in
sheeps head
an ocean of vomit
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"Of nye greater weight, this sadness mine,
As when I ryde the northern lyyne"
C13th English poem, unknown source.
