1909 5-22-10
Lightly raining for most of Day. Grounds teem in reflections. Soaked in by deep roots.
Humanity creates flat lands and then builds Mountains. Life is breathed into them when darkness falls. They are Twilight Mountains.
Click clack the key board rings. A sax resonates from a glowing box. Data hums throughout the world.
Time marched across the day. Video games were played, Doctor Who went through Space. Taylorism essays were created.
Glenn Beck attempted to be watched. 17min of Life wasted. Conservative ideas corrupted, abused, and misused.
Food consumed but sparse in volume. Merely fried noodles, Chinese crepe, Snickers bar. Not much need for Energy, the Stomach is silent.
Coals alight. Now embers dead. Smoke their only child.
Trang graduates. Booz buys a Present. Friends move on.
As the Night descends the city is cast in sparse fog. The lights flicker to existence. Shanghai glows.
The Writer sits and watches.
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