Please do not perceive me.

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Cake day: June 8th, 2023

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  • My first name is a random set of numbers and letters and other alphanumerics that changes hourly forever

    My last name, a thousand vowels fading down a sinkhole to a sussurus, couldn’t just be John Doe or Bingo

    My address, a made up language written out in living glyphs, lifted from demonic literature and religious text

    Telephone uncovered by purveyors of the Ouija, then checked against the CBGB women’s room graffiti

    My social, a sudoku

    My age is obscure

    My ‘in-case-of-emergency’ is in the daisies chasing birds

    Employed by trillionaires with perfect teeth and pores, and people who open doors for the people who open doors

    My medical history is a course at SUNY Buffalo

    Charlatan psychiatry and troubleshooting undertow

    Nervous in the service still,

    I’m burger meat and purple pills

    “Here, thank you. We’ll call your name.”

    Sure you will

    • Aesop Rock, “Shrunk”



  • Right, that’s all good. Now you have to get a couple of low-ranking servicemen to carry out every step of that hundred page manual to the letter on each of their several dozen machines, daily, after they’ve been deployed for an ongoing 10 months because their superiors are morons, and are further scheduled to become the longest running carrier deployment of all time at over a year of deploy time, because their superiors are morons.

    I’d believe that some corners were cut in these servicemen’s duty, and it just happened to be one too many corners one too many times. The men are fatigued, they want to get off the ship. It’s possible these corners were even cut on purpose with exactly this result in mind in an attempt to get them off the ship.