kalisto

Magical number eight. I feel uninspired. tired. bored. eight. even. divisible. u² = n x 8 + 1. Everything goes fine and I know everything will go fine. Life is hard when people make it hard. Eight paradises. Seven hells. Interesting. I don't worry. At least not more than during the time in that I hope for something. I think it's important to mentally go the worst way, to mentally confront yourself with a fear, then to solve and fight it. I don't see a reason for bothering with something unpleasant furthermore. When something bad happens, then it happens, no matter if you've worried or not. And to involve my somewhat buddhistic view of li

seven. holy seven. it took me so long to write seven because I was thinking of writing something worth seven. however. I arrived at the conclusion I won't ever find a topic when I try to find one. so I just write. abcdefg etc. those funny dots and lines and curves, you know. they're pretty ugly actually. compared to arabic or asian script. roman script makes our brain work more mathematical while asian script rather stimulates the artistic and aesthetic parts. oh my fuck, the only interesting thing I learned in three years of script graphics class. the only on-topic thing I mean. off-topic I learned people are brainless hypocrites. copy and p

I would rather like to skip six. I would have many things to write about at the moment. but I'll skip it. it's like the average type of person you can't even describe as pretty or ugly, you know, the boring average type of person that you can find everywhere. the mc donalds phenomenon. six. erik said men are averagely more intelligent than women because they have an averagely bigger brain, this would explain why there're only men in power. he furthermore said stats are to believe in. but I began to believe that I have stupid friends. no. I'll skip it.