“Dear Diary,
I’m scared 😪”
“What is it my sweet, why are you thus frightened?”
“I am cornered deep into the danger zone of a blood-red SOS! I know this to be utterly abnormal to the highest degree but I swear over everything and anything that the immersiveness of this sensational experience has at times overwhelmed me to the point of outburst.”
“Don’t worry my child, this is all part of the process.”
“The process of what? I thought this was it? The need for the thing is all but an irresistible superglue of sorts, the likes of which may only be secreted by an unquestioning remnant that lingers on the pores of my chosen from wash to wash to wash.”
“Yes, I can testify with my lifetime of experience this to genuinely be the sweetest and most wonderful realisation.
But beware! It is also toxic, for the space your unphysical object of affection takes up in your mental process incapacitates you from using this energy to remain in contact with the happenings of the moment – do not forget that your body will never be taken up into the metaphysical!
So now, it is your time to decide: is it worth it? Is it worth feeling really real for real, or would it be better to go back to the real of half-real, where corporal contentment is easily sensated but where this divine connection will never become?”
“I honestly don’t know, but what I do know is that this serendipitous and unforgettable actuality is simply too intense to be swerved. Truly, it is too jarringly amazing to think, to think that there is an endless congregation of an unfathomable aggregation of life just willing and wanting to be uncovered onto the pixilation of glowing screens.”
“Ahh, a confused little girl I see in front of me. It seems that you have begun to touch upon the most poignantly well-kept secret of all!
You have by now described the sensational journey of becoming utterly and unstoppably involved with this whirlwind of worlds. While this is all well and good, it is also crucial that you do not get ahead of yourself…
To put it mildly, innumerable attributes of your attempt are still unacceptably unsatisfactory. Some particularly deficient mentionables include common errors in spelling, punctuation and an overall subpar degree of editing.
In the more abstract, there are massive betterments to be made to your ability to consume and to extract from the ideas of others, especially when these are presented in the form of ‘films’ and ‘t.v. series’.
As an all-knowing master I believe that you may work towards improving your performance in the more concrete domains, but that you may find that the third feat will only be achieved once you have entered the realms of the afterlife.
So not to worry my dear. Realistically, you remain on the side of stupidity.
But please do not misunderstand me! I in no way meant for the above to be discouraging. The only way forwards is to keep trying. Maybe, one day far from now, you may even be able to correctly complete a set of ‘Otherworldly Pub Quiz’ questions all on your own. Again, this is an ultimate goal and that is most likely unachievable for you in either this life or in the next, but I promise that you will come to great endings with even just much dedicated effort in this direction.
Now, returning to your issue of choice, I have a final concluding chewable for you:
How can you know the accumulations of universes that you have so well described above not to have managed to swiggle into you? Could it even be possible that these are brain-based projections are really part of your authentic life-form in its most nourished state?
Then, building on this point:
Can what you have described in your recount really be love in its most perfect form if the endpoint of your adoration remains entrapped within your stammering soul?”
WAST WRTNG 