DAY 238,024 TO 246,006
Day 238,024 (November 9, 2020 6:04 PM CST)
When some new input to an economic system is brought on line, whether a technical innovation or an energy subsidy, it will often have the potential at least temporarily to raise marginal productivity-TAINTER- and this thus a growing sociocultural system ultimately reaches a point… whereafter investment in further complexity yields increased returns but at a declining marginal rate. When this point is reached, a complex society enters the phase where it becomes increasingly vulnerable to collapse. -TAINTER- that’s as the plague of everything all of this at once really we is too spread out so thing across first there concentrate on sustainability not just of resources but of standard of living for all see we need to
Sustain and not increase but then all is expanding diminishing isn’t just expanding and losing structural integrity as things span big across time and space losing reference points and density becoming hollow separating is collapse or does it just disintegrate
Day 239,374 (November 10, 2020. 5:40 pm CST)
WE MUST go through the ice the land is infectious land land
I is that history of being part of the time corpse INFORMATION IS BORING is a small thread pulled out in wrapped through the net of mirrors are shining reflecting you away from knowing your are there the children have a séance in the tavern raised glass of spirits dead craving dark heart of
Matter swirl the spiral of into these children set on fire first to see if the coast is clear like canaries in squadrons floating on thermals of fear we elderly we old generate
Our fear our musique (“Que sçay-je?”) live your wound licked clean first the next day is land then infertile fit for fire we must wend out way through fury the secret trier
Worming the passion of extinction first a buffet is set in the hedgerow stay I will conform comfort you
Day 239,896 (November 11, 2020 11:12 am CST)
ESTRAGON: I CAN’T GO ON LIKE THIS
VLADMIR: THAT’S WHAT YOU THINK
INCREMENTALLY a bridge across a bridge from beneath is a fence to the sky a fence to the sky a fence to the sky YOU WONT SEE IT COMING all the kids have a date diminishing expanding diminishing across the universe stretched THE THREAD OF TIME HAS KNOTS ALL ALONG IT (BACHELARD) united in anxiety bunker mentality seeps in through the gap by the threshold we wont hide we COMPLEXITY IS INSIDIOUS (TAINTER) we is the insatiable we is the immune we is undefeatable we is young immune to now I was I was that then we hates what age words upon us things don’t collapse all at once it is a number of collapses extending as far as the eye can see I see dead code death spools of dead code thinktinking in signal SI! it is gaseous it mounts the staresstairs on tip toe permeates slowly every whole
Day 240,838 (November 11, 2020 5:31 PM CST)
So your travel plans were disrupted you you cannot do what you want because you’ve been denied access to 942 MORE IN WHAT 6 HOURS 1350 IN 24 HOURS see they had their travel plans disrupted they aint going home yes oh i suppose if its about jeeeezus they are on their way back to paradise afterlife im sure their pretty thrilled about that deal
Day 242,577 (November 12, 2020 5:58 PM CST)
That’s 1,739 since yesterday I can’t anything any more don’t can’t because out we is I cant now no because anytime I begin to this work poem writing there anytime I go to CREATE it returns to this this shit BOSCH landscape burning the birdbeakman sprialnauts is us away! But okay serious see every time EVERYTIME I write create build its THIS its criticize this its find its dreary on the day its dreary boredom isn’t dreary and when it is its your fault as it is always coerced and dreary DREARY so goddamn routine in the pattern now even worse loud as disease is disease is loud DIS-EASE is LOUD and its everywhere now everywhere I may be out I may find a cool spot hidden to make my hidden from view because you know the truth you really do it just doesn’t correspond with your liturgy I’m done cataloging my demise…..
Day 244,169 (November 13, 2020 5:38 PM CST)
1592 in almost almost 24 hours is they not getting their season tickets holder seat in the nosebleed seats yes I GUESS TIME WILL TELL whom will be often enough our president now dodges the camera person man women tv you is a figment in the signal a static figure coursing with electricity you mistake for cells molecules SOME TO NIGHT will not often enough die
Day 245,495 (November 14, 2020 5:28 PM CST)
(the Million Maga march up de nial there a river of t***p kingdomly thing of royal jelly rule) By the time they got to Washington they were a 1/10th of a million strong do not accept except when you curtsey folks fold at the endnaming out off your dropsy a sure cure for impure democracy eh is to kill the patient if democracy is sick you are the virus so I guess in the long run you are a lot alike where your brown shirt
Day 246,006 (November 15, 2020 4:38PM CST)
At least to be civil that’s about as much as can be expected I mean civility doesn’t require much extrapolation except the usual why why why you just do it I guess
The president concedes nothing why should you nothing to day
I live by virtue of holding my breath the excitement builds to a sudden collapseanti-climatic I told you so you who fold so easily around the edges You’re being compared to a herd of cattle IT IS WHAT IT IS
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