inspired by richi1250 who: Every morning opens a page and types improvised nonsense for about 3 minutes without stopping.Then presses publish. No pausing. No editing. .................................................................................................................................... (sometimes fixes up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what the brain was thinking and the fingers were trying to type, but doesn't add or remove any words)
Friday, 30 January 2015
the thick green ocean
How the pens spill blood - oceans of thick green blood. It's easy to drown in this blood if ones not careful, but somehow I manage to stay afloat. I think it's got something to do with the thickness... yeah, that must be it... The thicker the liquid the harder it is for air to get through; so, as long as I stay on top I should be right.. But if for even a second I submerge into that green void, well then thats it. There will be nothing left for me to say or do... The only thing that will matter is the green thick endless ocean and the next person that gets to float.
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