Ben Dayho was a small and unlikeable man. He stood just over five foot tall, with a weather beaten face and whiskers. All the ladies in town were familiar with his sidelong glances and found him entirely repulsive.
Today I have a stomach ache, perhaps I ate too much fruit. I’ll eat this banana and measure if it gets worse or better. I’ll also drink this green tea, to see if it gets worse or better.
I cleaned my desk today and moved my plant. I don’t think it’s an improvement, but I will leave it there as a change, something different that I control which makes very little difference, except that it’s not better, it’s about the same, if a little worse.
That was a good banana. I hope it settles my tummy and makes me feel better. This green tea is brilliant, who knew a bag of green tea could taste so good. I should get back to work.
We have the OG! We have Alpha We have Beta We have Gamma We have Delta We have the […] — Epsilon, Zeta, Eta, Theta, Iota, Kappa, La, Mu, Nu, Xi? We have the Omicron
What purpose is there, what function, what linearity between: symbols, names and sounds? Why is this the order of things and what happens when we reach the end? Feeling compression, affect, brought about by futures yet to come to pass.
In the office he was a dullard. There’s a skill to switching off the minds of the people around you. Like how people avoid the news because it’s always bad, or boring, or both. The quietness and restraint were his weapons – until “hello fannies”.