Report #6 Those cavemen

So real absurdist fiction, bottom-up or top-down. What's the right direction, left or right? Could you leave me alone? Then as you asked, she left. What's the matter with you? I would like to say, there's nothing wrong I can still entertain. On this planet, it's the least you can do. A place full of distractions, my wallet powerless, we are tied, tired, and as they keep saying wrong. we are wrong, of being sensible. reasonable, and empathetic.

Let's make a castle again, ready to fall apart. I'll build walls made of clouds, soft as inspirational quotes, and beautiful, beautifully far from others prejudices, I'm not bulletproof but I can hide out of your target, and be safe, I'm safe now, and all the time. Every time I think, your universe, others universe, I'm just passing by. In your Time line. Scroll up. Scroll down. whatever works. It's fine.