stepping on the scale—now, and, completely at odds with myself; how i pined, how i longed for my one true love!  how i longed for a life that didn’t make me feel like such an idiot—or a general, scorching the earth.  what if i could turn to someone at the end of the day, […]

     up here   come and get me, and i was thinking about chasing after her (Ursula) but she was saying:  up here in your brain—away from your throat; in your mind, up and in   i caught a whiff of a conversation after I tried to strike up a conversation using three voices at once—(the third

     a little flabbergasted   a little dumbstruck; what, from the future, was i going to bring the woman of my dreams?  can you imagine the hatred boiling up inside me—that i had no fair shot at the American dream?  i couldn’t afford, like some people, to leave the country—and, so long as my life wasn’t

     You can’t ever know with certainty that you’re seeing the whole picture—but you build up a world-view over time, and, at some point, usually when you’re happy or on the verge of happiness, you choose to believe it.  That world-view, for most people, involves having children that will pick up where we left off—in

2      I could try, i guess, to find my way without Ursula in my life, but why would i want to do that?  AI may not approve, but, honestly, i think AI, if i had an AI girlfriend, is just jealous.  Sure, i can talk to people here, in this dimension, about what we’re

     i had such a sore throat this morning—it was difficult and painful to swallow, and i thought, “what if i still had my tonsils?  what would that be like?  would i be unable to swallow at all?  And, if that were the case, would i end up drooling and spitting an unlimited amount of

     it’s brute force plain and simple and it works because it’s brute force   Ursula said.  but there had to be some way to settle the invasion of Mars peacefully—at least that’s what i think Ursula was talking about.  once upon a time there were Martians that were really smart even if they were Chinese  

     did i tell you that Ursula comes from another planet?  i think there’s a planet out toward Proxima Centauri—maybe she lives there!  But, technically, she could live almost anywhere!  I don’t know what planet she’s from, but i know that she loves to talk to me.  but how?  might you ask? we just “tune”

1      code red: when you start wondering if you’re a persona or a real person, then it’s safe to say you crossed a line.  most people including me can’t tell the difference—and maybe we shouldn’t be able to.  What is the difference?  Shall we say that you’re a comedian, and you make fun of

     Ok—now, i imagine Anna Karenina is really pissed, because i saw her whole figure on tv and she didn’t look overweight at all.  I happen to be really confused, and that confusion is what makes Anna Karenina so angry.  I should just mind my own business, right?  But why did i write what i