I messed that up today lol. Had no clue it would be there. Was cutting right through the wall when bam. Suddenly the grinder stopped.

What happened? The power went out in the whole house. I had cut right through a pair of wires by accident.

Its all good now. Fixed the issue and completed what we had to do. Took a little longer than expected but in the end we got it all done.

Installed some extra light fixtures for a new cubbord over a bar.

Got paid that very moment and got myself some ice cream which I have not eaten in over a year.

Even the cats had a bite

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I have this daily last call alert on my phone to tell me one thing in the off chance that I have not.

"Write something!"

But what if I have nothing to say?

Bullocks!

We all have tons to say even the most quites of people.

Let me tell you a true story.

One time in a different lifetime, I was with band of badboys. We were going to take over a train.

We rode along side it and hopped onboard. And from the back end of the train to the very front we went. One cart after the other. We not once went IN the carts. Our goal was the main engine. Our goal was was to hijack this train.

Armed to teeth we were. But something astonishing happened when we reached the head of the engine. No one was driving it. But no one knew we were coming. Were did the pilot go?

I took over the controls regardless of the sotuation. The train was stopped in a snowed over town. We got off the train and went into a saloon nearby to see what passangers were going to start peeking their heads out. None. We were confused.

Where is everybody!?

People were coming out to see the what was all the commotion over a train that stopped off schedule. No passangers.

I didn't understand.

I stood in front of the locomotive 🚂 wondering in empty thought. That is when it hit me.

The locomotive was never stopped. Infact, I had never taken over the train. The train had hit me.

You see I was no longer the one who was taking the train over back then. Now I was looking at a man standing in front of a train inside a bus as a passenger. The bus driver did not stop.

This man had ran over the train theif and was now dead.

Fast forward a thousand years or so and here I am telling you a story of my history.

Every time I try to go back into memory lane, I remember something more. A present wrapped rifle being offered to me just before the heist. Was it a hiest? See now I am uncertain. Why was there none aboard?

Had someone snitched? But who?

I was asking all the wrong questions.

"Take the reigns" I heard a voice say

All of this had to be a dream then. But I remember the smell of coal. The rumbling beneath my feet as I was over the train. I remember....

I remember... I remember being hit by a bus. I remember running over a man with the bus. I remember seeing the bus driver hit a man.
I remember eating eggs, bacon and ham with morning coffee, looking out a window from a nearby inn, as a bus zoomed fast infront of stopped train.

I remember the snow on my feet as I walked into the neerby mountains, bloodied and bruised over after having jumping off the train.

These are real memories I have. I do not know what they mean. I do not know why I can still sometimes remember the taste of metal in my teeth as a colt revolver from ww2 is lodged into my mouth and seeing a man pull the trigger because I refused to follow orders.

I don't want the reigns. Reigns are a tool to move a prisoned horse or cattle. I am neither cattle nor horse nor am I the one to take the reigns.

But the reigns in my hand there is. And fast I drive to warn the town of a coming doom. A locomotive is being hijacked soon. And we must do something. Invaders are coming...

I hear a boom. And I am flying now over a mountain spring of water.

I am in the water now. And I can feel myself drowning. The water gushing into my lungs. The pain in my chest. The sound of my heart pounding in my ears. Every thing is getting darker. I'm gone.

It's 5am now. The alarm is about to go off...

I have to feed my pets. Do chores. Wasn't I just in a train?

What the fuck just happened?

I go through my whole day. Do the usual things in my list of things to do.

I go to bed...

I can not sleep.

I want to hijack a train now...

Blackness again

Now its morning, and all I can remember from the dream before is pulling a trigger of a gun, but I cant remember the time and place, nor the face.

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It's bitter on blurt?

I took some time to think.

Why would someone who shows hate through actions, towards a platform then decide to come on board anyways to the very place he throwing feces at?

Does this person really eat where they shit?

Or does this strange ape shit where they eat?

I never had a problem with the chain itself. By this I mean the technology of it all. But when it is ran by currupt men for currupt purposes, it gets really ugly and stinc-y.

There was always some shit smell in the air some where. And there will always be.

Shit has to go somewhere and what better place than the bottom of the ocean. Bottom dwellers delight. A mans trash because another ones treasure.

But what if these ocean shit dumpers are also deep diving to scoop up the little quitters who are eating it all up? What will happen to all that shit?

It will collect. It will get worse. The ecosystem starts to collapse. The cycle of life recycling shit is over. Now we just have a shit storm everytime the sun comes out. The clouds are brown. The sun has a shity mustache now. Where you mr sun giving earth a dirty Sanchez or did some few whales spew it up at your face?

We used to call this home, but now our brothers and sisters are at the dinner table of the whales. We are not red minnows. We are plankton. Bottom dwellers. And now the ocean, our past home, is drawing to a conclusion.

Some whales suck, some eat penguins. But plankton keeps it all in order. And now our numbers grow dim in this ocean.

So we called upon the storm to pick us up, and drop us at another ocean at a different planet, where whales and plankton are synchronized with nature.

That new ocean is blurt.

Yes it is better.

Do not fall for the tricks of a leopard.

Take it from experience.

They come only to make their point stronger to those that are too blind too see past the facade of lies. There eyes are covered in shit. They are used to it. Have grown accustomed to it. Are now bred from it.

Remember that it is the immigrants of a nation, the poor man, the hard laborors that build great nations. It's these pathetic leopards that do not care about any of that. They will literally deficate over your dinner plate after you helped feed them.

Ignore them.

Leave them be. Alone with their standup comedy clubs where even hyenas won't even laugh with their jokes.