this is the 99th post

this is the light at the end of the tunnel. we are holding on desperately to the bare threads of the double digit reality. we are making jokes to try to comfort the nonsense of our nightmare. we are twirling down a vortex in the moon. the beach is further away as we warp time and leave the lightyears within reason. we are in deep space now. no one can hear us scream. we are winning the world record for loneliness. we are insane, and so is everyone else. but we are the only ones who will admit it. the stars are only broken christmas lights as we descend into the light of new jersey
this is the last midnight, this is the last day of sanity. the world as we know it is ending, and a new era is coming. we dont want it to come, but its already here, its already upon us. it rips out our guts and tells us that this is just a normal human transition, but it isn't. its full of moonshine and starshine and the sunshine is bare and sandy. we cant appreciate anything, we cant think with our third eye.
our third eye is rapidly closing, we are waking up and laughing at our sanity. tomorrow i will laugh at this post, but it will be only through self-delusion. it will be because i want to stay sane, because i want to deny the perpetual apocalypse that is my life.
my delusions are always apocalyptic because i sense change and i hate it.
i i i i am the bald eagle of america.
STOP MOVING!!