Tweeness

With the tweeness mangerialism.

There's a face of water is wet.

Sex sells, a perfect circle, a 69 circle.

Of licentiousness and Temperance going into left and right directions.

Then with that what can we do 
 

Anti-business back when. Now I'm called anti-business now, which is absurd.

The sea army veteran that advertised this

Another lone novelist in my feed

On amazon with self publishing his marine stories.

It was a small time with his cup of joe, and i should have put his novels on his auto-reader.

No, the olds man gone away on my feed.

Another moment lost in the noise, i am noise trying to be distinct within this field of commercial law. Noisis becoming distinct.

Here We Go Again, lost another novelist.

It's so hard to get anything, including royalties and stipends, as one.

Then again, what a circular matter of holding a belief.

Another belief, another one.

creative plentitude and parsimony

 Footer Idea

Yet, that's all it is.

With all how thinking, some of them are left to that like that. With the amount of labour done at various magnitudes, the craft not serviceable.

Not commercial viable, and with the amount of mastery it's going to be way to convince you to imagine.

hmm

I'll leave it here.

Dear Thirstrap Consumer

 It's never enough, ideological there's a near infinity of reasons, and there's a demand for attention

Conservative concept of the eternal return with folk eliminative materialism thought terminating cliches. Then a return to the hustle, forever returning to the same benchmarked commercial sex status quo.

These sexual states of affairs will forever persist and be done repeatedly, till enough traffic comes, or till enough attraction persists.

Never enough for a masturbatory of a pleasure principle fantasy of non-realist conception to see another world, then become another gooner of sexual fantasy, commodified into a good hackneyed relationship with a audience to drive into another cycle.

Kinks, kinks, kinks never change. At least you don't bother me.

Libido, the most mediocre impulse

This is the impulse

now return and do a style/mind of abstract reconfigure: illustrate level up, level down, level right, level right leve-

Yeah, sex work, or prostitution, will not go away with no whining or complaining, and the egg-shell walking won't go away – supplier/vendor complaints.

So now I can't commit to creativity because it's nondeterministic performance, and I'm feeling for something that I can't escape from for all the mediocre porn I consumed and replicated to the asinine addiction. That grate of a twee licentiousness that was commodified and recuperated within, again and again.

Instead of friends, it's buzzworded positivity and pretension of hustles of average. I'm not average; I'm the exception.

Or so I think. I'm only an entertainer; the show drags on. "There will always be a demand in industry for product" So sayeth, Harlen Ellison. 🛋💥🤡 So I go back from exceptional elitism to common sell-out.

That one guy who wasted all his ten years on a drama farm

To the Japanese soldier fighting a war within WW2. 

There's stuff I can influence or entertain, along with all that. Something left back within the most critical case,

Back in 2016, back in 2023. Such is a legal wrestling match.

Then there are stragglers within the SEO, searching for an answer on moot points, thd opinion has been entertained and the negation is with grifting to a good or service dependent on the gift symbolic capital, or the reactionary capital.

Bopkins fatspiracy

"I swear, that's it.

Sex positivity and choice specism are all but a use of my body to serve as a product to make it groomed, servile and docile. A cush market where there is nothing else but a small ticker and invisible figures.

I can't do anything with this body; it's all a bunch of tossers who don't want to be kink-shamed for this or that.

Well, if anything."

fizzzzzzzzazzzz

Moderate transgressivness

Art is underdeterministic

Entertainment is overdeterministic.

Question the transgression if the gate and fence reasons are unquestioned.

Where is it?

Where

Kyros commune red tinted nostalgia

To a land that did not consist of coherentism.

Of progressive complications, that structure doesn't go.

What a life.

Dreams of a path to destroy a higher-up.

Critical theories in mud

All mixed up and a waste.

Did not go anywhere; all went everywhere, blind materialism scraping it bad.

No glory, dim ideas, and small sight.

Blinders.

Down another one. 🍾🍶

Break the dialectical treadmill

Better best Better

What a manner of Hegelian ascent into another being of potential.

Yet, with such experience of external materials, easily hyper-measured, now's the time.

To the ascent of infinity

Production status quo ante freedom

 

This oneirophilia of our commodity relations, huh? Escapism for mental health.

Foundherent Naturalism

Ontology pondering time.

Fundamental is a placement of a materialist ontology onto an evidentiary base.

Coherentism is a web structure of an overlayering of a superstructure required to shift the presuppositions of the structure beneath.

With aesthetics and poems untouched by the episteme of scientific inquiry, only the phenomenological enquiry into realist/nonrealist endeavours. Beyond interpellation.

All this relationalism grants completion, and with that, endeavour.

Surgery check up of Hernia

Please let this placebo by quick, and this surgery be graceful.

So many writers, so many words and concepts I'm catalouging.

With having to push up a lump up into my gut from it slipping out, Could it have started with a deadlift? I don't think so, regardless, it happened with.

Pulled an oddly wet sponge right up the belly, even the truss can't be contained. 

Pulled it up and wiggled it from the bathroom floor.

From the sofa, in the covers.

On a yoga mat.

Outside of a inner flat with cold air of a tugging of a vital artery I had to maneuver.

Bunch of tubes into a tight space, then i pull one out.

Then with a pop in, the pop back in.

It wiggles back. More than 50, lost count of the chronic conditions.

It's like a octopus that slouches out of a snake with and it does not come back up.

Here's wishing for a swift surgery.

"Don't act like a celebrity till your successful"

Ernie Bushmiller said that.

Is this what is meant by the internal theatres of seeing all these monopolies of traffic going by? 

Some get it, some don't, with stigmatised viewership. Lacking foundations and foundherent justification of the reason with the conclusion showing up on the feed.

An opportunity of conveniences of masses showing up like this. Not rhyme or following the law of non-contradiction. Although that's necessary to distinguish between coherence and incoherence, it isn't the core to live by.

So the ineffable mystery of getting a hit remains. Of the most relative things, the algorithm of the first empirical insight, not the understanding and wisdom it leads to underneath. Such a discovery beneath. Don't follow any growth-recursive YouTube channels, and learn direct response offers instead. Along with qualitative unmeasured cultivation. (or what the commercial firms calls brand) ]

Surrendering all stigma to the traffic metric

On the streaming services.

Fishing for attention, competing for it, warring for attention, for all to see.

Moral knowledge becomes falsity when the origin raises the pontificators' views the wrong way, and then they lecture.

With a product, service or policy, there's an incentive to lie, generally speaking.

Yet direct response, eliminative materialism, virality, celebrity endorsements – that stuff that I had to hide in the brand world of e-idealism.

Oh marketing, and the infinite regress of anti-marketing, how it manipulates, how it drives us. How it leads us. The lowest comprehension of a stratum.

incoherent, inconsistent, incogent, incongruent, incohesive

Reading Susan Haack's coherence, consistency, cogency, congruency, and cohesiveness – don't go overboard! To add that to the crossword mindset of syenchism of 'pragmatics'

I don't know if this is the one hustlers use to dismiss and race to the bottom, yet here we go.

All allowed under the suspension of disbelief and unreality. We are allowed thought patterns with the credence of our monistic attention to the circumstances. These are the elements. That comes from the spectator and for the prosumer spectacle, to the consumption of hegemonic thought. Spotting each point so that the suspension of our own phenomenon reflects the character's mind, our third-person omnipotence.

The pedantic Co's may not be the point.

Mereology of Aesthetics

As with cartooning, the ideas and conceptions adapted to for a new state of creation.

Reduction flatpacking to establish holism with the attempt to move the improvised beats to scenes, to sequences, to acts, to a completed novel. All this relationism, from coherentism to incoherentism, and all those effects rest on the imagined dogmas present under the legalese of fiction.

All in suspension of the fiction.

trying to measure virality

The ideals travel without concrete form, unmeasurable concepts.

Often it's nothing; often it's everything. It's an external macro phenomenon of it.

Unable to grasp.

You are forgiven for your bad opinions

There are people that are never convinced.

Bit the golden apple, shoot themselves in the foot, litigate silly doomed cases.

Yet a kind and generous couch, can overlook those mistakes. Those errors

Everbody, except the ones not my Christmas card list, can be water under the bridge.

Well, except the ones who claim freindship rather than be a acquaintance. Or doesn't scab union stuff or copyright doctrinares/trolls.

status/situation of centrist status swirls

Hey, wanna be banal? Want to have no opinion? Want to be nothing?

It's easy money, a sinicure, a cush job.

Merely exist, then wait till death.

What's that? No opinion.

Well, that's what a clerk happens to do, or what happens with low self-esteem.

Sit on the fence, try to be proud, yet not, and take the commodification word too seriously with amoral patterns. There are hills to die on, and the one that claims and ontologises everything and nowhere on a base of solipsism arrives at nowhere, with an opportunistic meliorism with that mentality.

Oof.