PW:Instill This Sign With Your Literary Ear
From Create Your Own Story
You gingerly accumulate the semiotics of the sign with a meek eye. Soon you find out the purpose of this text is as philosophical prosé; perhaps something to lift you off your feet. Now that you've started: you continue to peruse the written adjournment for several minutes, reading the shape of the text, reading the birth of the text, and most importantly reading the fate of the text.
The message accrues not great distance and the sharpness of each chiselled character in pyrography is immense.
--On Chemical Computers--
Some branches may be solemn or melancholy, dressed in thorns. If this is the path one evades, but is the path the self adjoins to: what is discursive to this is void. Everyone is in the competition to the stalk, getting there is battered with facticity. Going to the void is ultimately the eversion of knowledge itself, to renounce that stalk-answer is to renounce that ontological question. To renounce the ontological question is to disregard the emotional state of the self; soon after one realises that they are a chemical computer.
After reading this: you contemplate what your next occupation will be, and look to your innermost collaborating simulacrum-neurons to contemplate.
Do you:
- [[PW:Bedtime I|Go and respite and be fruitful in the subconscious]
