There is something i wanted to tell her, so sad she'd kill me right now. Cabinet. Marja or country girl. INTD. What seems like the inferno, could be the beginning of void. Dark hard. Dark train, waggon, plastic chair, transports, steel, sector, benchmark, performance, syntagm, semantics, productivity, mantool, brainiacs, blank, spank, indexer, feeder, trackback, touchpad, and none the more.
I want a freelance station, perl onboard, decay tractor, transfer the reactor, Piotr really down, there really was someone, Marja out of scope, dealing with protocol, report to the office, cellspacing in Egypth. The design of style, zen garden, abide before the healer, bid on her ,do bet on me. Churches by the tracks, era eradiction workflow, i'll benchmark your host.
Unshaved mobsters have something right. At least there's structure. I was telnetting when you were still off the grid. 1995, almost ten years, i'll have to talk to most master to see if i get the log right. There's no surprise, engraved signal, defer onto others. Second hand sisters don't give much of a damm. Piotr is a born again server, along with the trustful Iyonix. I'll have to handle a nice log. Down to http, initiate, authentify, upload, admin, password, collapse. Tar, script, online unzipper, firewall, admin codes, scriptor, spider, local, distant, was i blind or too bright to see ?
String arrived that night, muchos less schlaffen, collateral coding, perl apache hacks, more to come to dot com, transported and yet still eating once a day, the music sounds better, higher spririts, confessions received, a mule and a tiger, nevertheless, still. Being someone's PDA. Cabinet, meta Marja, neglect me, i'm not storage.
One too many nights and a thousand stones in mind. It hurts dental and mental, blend, elemental. The dough i forgot, leftovers from the mission statement, assign operatives to fields ops for the next strike. When i'll face god, i will resign to void. Smart girlie has some clues but misses the signal. Brother, oh brother, what have we done underneath the surface to be blamed and cursed how we are and will be.
We will not be lovers, i'll cut my dick like an american's throat. We don't take no prisoneers. The expert says that benway is wrong. They both share a grand vision or a masterplan so to speak but they miss the most important argument to the equation. My head bangs from the lack of rest and/or sleep. Who plugged that device anyway. All i know, i learnt from State schools and on my own. Give me a terminal and i'll see what i can do. Border collapse, overflow hidden.
200 forever, ethernal. Cables so to speak. Sleep is a mind game but the season is on me. Virus of the mind, lack of soul, brain on fire. And you could have it all, my empire of nuts, i will make you hurt. Punanis and bastards, handsome quarters, the head are on display. Alias 24. Cycles empowered. Dismiss. Will you miss as i was gone ?
XPath and brain cells after 3 days off the grid on the north coast. I'll be fucked-up until i'm true. I claim that my hair has turned grey. Fortune cookie takes no safari. Dash, nihil venture century, restrain, order. Make no claim, sleep earlier and wake up even earlier. Dayspan robots, agenda retrieve, because i never get wasted, Marrakech butter recipe, freedom fighters, unvlopping nations, Islam Inc., Benway on command and we killed more american tourists.
There was a noise into the house where i bleed. I woke up by 4a.m. with the XML karma on my side. The shot was strong, XPath shines on. Group post to me, indulge stats to narrowcast. Dash appeal is not as high as i expected. In the namespace, i travel the shinning path of politics and semantics. I get the tired transport, indulge decoy, brace myself, socials united, no good, no bueno. More obscurantist classes, the more i know, the more i understand that they don't know.
Cypherspace, we were lost in space with accordingly suited music. Muad'Dib has a theory. My money. Got myself a top of the range mousepad, years from my wired surfpad. The boss seems to be happy with the output. Back to mine. Stéphane died along the way, collateral damage, the jihad, the reconstruction, the leftism path, the polidicy, the chaos theorism, a rush of blood to the head, the brain formating, the partial loss of virginity, the encounter with god, the internet, the not-being. Nightflight, Scott Walker style, i shaved my head. The negociation is edgy. I am flatist on demand.
Desperate nothing, a screened later, bad color, broken shell, it's just pain all along the way. I hate myself and i'll divide. What am i about. I trust blood and flesh but it's none of my intellectual policies. Cohenrency exhile. There's vodka in my tear, a single tear, Hank Williams decency, revenge will emerge, merging procedures. The tide. The past is revolved. I deleted a few thousand files but i keep this repository. Any part is broken. Brain hacks. Lord avoids me.
Grave digger, careless signal, deed deep dull null, Duleep. Precise, aim, nothing. Needin' Benway. Now. I'll try another overdose tonight. Cut chemist, no cure, no end, the streets are empty.
