Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1071: I Moved Toward Fragments

The clock is ticking and I need to get the words down.

The words flow from my fingers and onto the screen through the translation of data and signals and some other things.

Maybe that is not actually, the case, but maybe it is. I don’t quite know how it works, but I have an idea. However, that is not for now, as what is for now is the writing of the things that I am writing and therefore I will keep on doing the writing so as to be able to get the writing down and on some sort of “print”.

So I sit here and it’s a nice day. Could’ve been better, but today is nice and that is more than I could have hoped for, really. Well, maybe it isn’t, but let us just say that it is. Let us also just say that I am sitting here, as I am sitting here and there needs to be some sort of consistency with all of this rambling that I am doing. It is the consistency that holds the whole thing together, and therefore there needs to be more of it and I will find a source of more consistency later.

So I sit here and I keep on rambling on about whatever it is that I am rambling on, which in this case I think is about the act of writing, and I think about how writing is something that’s really awesome and there should be a greater promotion of it. Lets you get things done and can change and shape the world. I know that this will never have that kind of impact (and by extension, the whole of this blog), but I still create whatever it is that I create and I have fun doing it, which is more than what I’d normally allow myself, or something.

Well, some fun in knowing that sometime soon this blog will come to a close, but you know.

So anyway, sitting here, writing, feeling a bit of a cool breeze and thinking I’m the most that ever was, rather than the least that never will. However, at some point there might just but only if there is not, and so therefore I must consider the alternatives if I am to truly, and verily so. Therefore, if there is a chance, then perhaps there must be.

Then again,a there always is the possibility that there isn’t, and so therefore if there isn’t, then perhaps there also is but only when, and then only if when so long as there are turning times and pivoting in a way that does not involve a pirouette. Then again, there is every chance that I’ve considered, so yeah.

Don’t want to put all of your horses in one tuba, as they say.

So I think that will all, it is time to, and so therefore I must renege and rethink the whole thing so as to be able, but then again, perhaps not.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:50:80

Silly rubbish, but fun rubbish.

Written at home,

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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