vr. the great dis-en-abler.
quicksand operating systems stole our legs we
try getting them back (we don't need them but
legs are virtual grilled cheese comfort appendages)
truly, truly outrageous fingers & arms flailing wildly
making us all appear to former generations of humans like
Bloemendael spectors either:
1) harnessing the full-moon's might to to win followers & influence markets -- lunacy contest amongst wannabe-professional unprofessionals
2) partaking in a disrespectfully uncoordinated
investigative journalism period drama -- certainly a tribute to
certain humid civil war re-enactors near
the anheuser-busch horses of SeaWorld San Diego
nu kör vi! allons-y! doctors should be required to feverishly read science
fiction from a decade ago or non-fiction from a century ago
modern madness dressed in rags that once adorned the most creative Mind Royalty
metropolitan inconveniences mighty-morph into microwaved nostalgia LOL
METROPOLIS MINI MART is now OPEN
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- required reading: 60 bones
- wild weasels: 10-2-4 bones
- a Giant pile of Sandworms: 1,992 bones
- water in a red Solo cup: 2017 bones
- Hyoi pear: 1 bones
- Felix Somers: 1876 bones
- a handful of tezzies
- center of the universe: SOLD OUT
- 3 Wayback Machines
P.S. DID U KNOW THAT THE INTERNET HASN'T ALWAYS EXISTED?!
P.S.2. Morbid Impulse -- declaring oneself a witch and/or getting out of bed over the foot-board! perhaps "getting a VR headset only to use the browser" also indicates one is likely to be a lunatic.
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🖅 e-brev: gem at wampa dot xyz