the words just come out of me I have no choice they coirse through my veins it’s like a run on run off word run off I don’t wanna write this for you or anyone or me its for my blodd to transfuse the words out into the screen and iconoclast I dont like what thos epoets are doing I don’t like dismantling the world language is a funny thing power structures immenient i live with the words we live with the words we use them we can not rid ourselves of the i we are the i typos abound and i want word to stop capitalizing my i s my eyes i s oppen knew the i had to turn off the auto correct and microsoft made word so hard to fucking navigate but back to the I the we the binary the linear is there a way to break and I am asking the question I am not hiding behind an experiment I am asking the question I am hiding behind this block of text I am not afraid to use the I I am not afrai of the confessional I am nand it started to cap my i s again i don’t know how to turn it off it keeps adding apostrphes and capping my i s and it is distracting when you want to write a straight block just a block the communist block Russia china, (capped Russia, but not china, b/c china also refers to platwear) I am trying not to coreect myself but just type but the machine allows for the instant edit the instant I the instant narscisim does anyone read anymore? read on dat kindle read on that kind of device and you kill the earth more than the papl trees what happens to that technology after it reaches PLANNED OBSOLESCENE it goes to china and the people pick it apart liquid mixing with liquid to make a toxic mess they will find our burial mounds dedicated to plastic I don’t wanna be a commodity and it keeps correcting my spelling but I don’t want it to I guess I will have to go back to notepad or wordpad will that auto correct the i haha no it doesnt and it wont add the unessicary marks that you need to make sense of this i dont wanna make sense i dont wanna be a commodity i dont want art i want the key board connected to my brain i want you s ot see that i am a bad speller and i make mistakes b/c i am a human and that is what we are meant to do progressively learning i am in japan and i love it here people have shown me kindness even if it is maekrd by resentment someone said that but i don’t know id=f i belive them but the i the commodity we are all as such in this century of plastic waste bits floating in the ocean forming an island i dont care for poets does that mean i dont care for myself i have always been more attuned to visual artitsts maybe jealous that i am not one and never was so the images run in their blood like the woords run in mine thats a question i am asking it this is my experiement a Bernstein like off with autocorrect off with speliing arres on with anarchy aesthetic
