I HAVE BRAVE FIGHT TO WILD WALRUS
I HAVE STRONG ARM LIFT TO WILD WALRUS
I AM FAST MORE THAN WALRUS
I AM WALRUS

10 years since shoe play.i walk through the empty streets trying to think of something else but my path always leads to the lack of footwear. i stare at the screen for hours and try to summon the lord. i watch other boots and sneakers play but it is no good. i flame mr.dead and try to resist the nazi responses but it is all meaningless. the end is near.i then usually look at old dotabuff games and cry myself to sleep.

There's a time and a place for everything they say, yet what about the timeless and the nothingness that is within us all. Where do we expel that?
I'm posting here for reasons unknown. Yet deep inside they are known, as are all things.
Is it one big cosmic joke I ask, why me why this gravity why these conditions, why am I a humanoid on earth?!? Why do we exist?
But then you realize that even though the galaxy and universe are both incomprehensible in size and there may be life, there is still a need for operators of these bodies.
Or is it just one mind one operator one system of consciousness.
Is it just me in a device of my own making, a universe of false senses, yet there is no discernible difference, perhaps this makes it real.
Who cares?
Do I care?
A question rather than a spiteful remark in this case, for I do not know.
Whatever it is, the universe, the soul the meaning, it is certain that armodafinil should not be mixed with caffeine, it causes anxiety and an excess of energy of course.
Yet when alcohol is added on top...I feel fearless, at peace, more thoughtful than ever before, there is no anxiety or panic. I do not feel drunk in the traditional sense or stimmed out on armodafinil and caffeine yet I do not feel sober.
A new complexity.
Shoe.