in madness born - the opposite of scrolling.

 The opposite of scrolling.

Do I exist? When others notice me, it's often startling. Like I see myself as part of the background hum. MatamataMillipede#1457

"maybe later". Smoothness means handing over control.

Farewells are sad.

Smooth gyrations of young flesh. I would just be old. But I'd still like to look. And so the entire industry was created. 

Miserly accumulation of stuff for later, material and immaterial (links and mp3s). "If you have it in storage, and haven't used it in a year, its junk" said the radio.

 Souls do exist. Souls do not exist. 

Discord is the best thing to happen to my internet in the past ten years. 

OneDnD sounds like a cult. 

Poetry. The rules are that it should sound good and think good. 

Dance. Stamina matters. 

Made in the abyss.

Is the thing skittering accross the floor a spider, or just a thing in your eye? Is it a spider in your eye. 

Sweet back button. The technical triumph of android, says the brother. He's got a point.

CowChop?

Gamut from hivemind to conversation.

Novel, but somewhat monotonous (Die in the Disco).

Post: Mood, music. 

Slurm. When interest wanes and... something remains. Like a fcukig swtich, though. Threshold passed.

There is an optimal length. Determined by human brainlength. Some brains are better at longform, partially from practice, and partially from innate ability. (Fucking genes+environment). 

Helpful pathogen is taking over my brain. 

Partying with the hookers, Hitler and Stalin.

DnD can be really fucking simple, but it should be ramified (branching/leafy). Lot of people would like a standard bifurcating paths. Fuck that shit-can't be expanded, has to be standard. Hell, classes don't even get their subclasses at standard points. (1 and 3 most common).

#-------rules--------

Say less. Omit the boring parts. 

It doesn't matter if it doesn't connect. But the contrast should be beautiful. 

Journal entries from a voyage across an internal ocean.

Temping to make it a Twitter, and doubtless I've set one up. Epigrammatic. But unsatisfying, somehow.

A honeybee, bringing sweet nectar home to the hive.

Das Voices. Sometimes its ok to use your inside voice. Intrusive. Communiques from the void.

Overheard LA. Or misheard. Mis-read. Whatever caught your attention.