train.... i am a train... onto destination oblivion; but not the normal oblivion. the ordinary world of self destruction. no i am off to a oblivion of what preset ... of what seems up or down right or wrong.

a morning train. orange, light bright.

it is an quite empty train.

this train is an obscure destination.

stop

lets simpliy

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lets talk about parents

you know that biological connection that many o fus denigh or try to disconnect. reset

a adolecence and adult life of rebelion

a laundry list of grievances

a molotov coctail

suicide bomber

for no good reason.