Any Way the Wind Blows
MajinN8xN8: you know
MajinN8xN8: I have the impression
MajinN8xN8: that you believe
MajinN8xN8: that you could get away with throwing rocks at me
crisisgirl517: you do?
MajinN8xN8: and hitting my eye with projectile saliva
crisisgirl517: what will you do about that?
MajinN8xN8: well I gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here
crisisgirl517: does anything really matter, in that case?
MajinN8xN8: nothing really matters to me
MajinN8xN8: especially the way the wind blows
crisisgirl517: even if it blows north? or southwest?
MajinN8xN8: nope nothing really matters to me
MajinN8xN8: it's too late, my time has come
crisisgirl517: how are you feeling?
MajinN8xN8: well my spine is shivering
MajinN8xN8: and my body is sore constantly
MajinN8xN8: it's enough to make me leave it all behind and face the truth
crisisgirl517: and what truth might that be?
MajinN8xN8: well that i don't want to die
MajinN8xN8: but sometimes I wish that my birth had not occurred
crisisgirl517: what is that over there? what do you espy?
MajinN8xN8: well it seems to be a shadow
MajinN8xN8: definitely from a male
crisisgirl517: he seems to be engaging in some sort of ritualistic expressive movement. could you mimic that for me?
MajinN8xN8: well, now we're back to all of those conditions involving the intimidating weather phenomena
crisisgirl517: which, I am presuming, cannot help but remind you of your disadvantageous socio-economic status
MajinN8xN8: yes
MajinN8xN8: and I hope that my meager existence suffers no crushing blow from a frighteningly powerful institution
crisisgirl517: like the Beelzebub, perhaps?
MajinN8xN8: yes
MajinN8xN8: he has taken something
MajinN8xN8: and reserved it for me personally
crisisgirl517: i have heard, unfortunately, that he has specifically requisitioned a minon that he holds in arrears until needed for you, personally
MajinN8xN8: well, that may be
MajinN8xN8: but that doesn't mean that you can feel strong affections for me and abandon me to pass away
crisisgirl517: oh, but I can
MajinN8xN8: please, dear, do not follow through with that course of action!
crisisgirl517: i suggest you flee, in that case
MajinN8xN8: well, everything is irrelevant
crisisgirl517: to you, perhaps
MajinN8xN8: furthermore, the wind provides an apt metaphor
MajinN8xN8: It seems
MajinN8xN8: that I cannot distinguish between reality and make believe
crisisgirl517: furthermore, this is a universally understood metaphor
MajinN8xN8: I find myself trapped beneath a large pile of rocks that has just recently slid from on top of a cliff or a hill
crisisgirl517: you cannot deny the physicality of your situation
MajinN8xN8: You're going to want to unveil your peepers
MajinN8xN8: and point them at the Earth's atmosphere
crisisgirl517: marvel at the insignificance of one human life
MajinN8xN8: of course, this would be an opportune moment to reiterate the irrelevance of everything
MajinN8xN8: at least from my point of view
crisisgirl517: including meterological phenomena resulting from the rotation of the earth?
MajinN8xN8: certainly
MajinN8xN8: I have a confession
MajinN8xN8: I assasinated a fellow.
MajinN8xN8: I debrained him with a firearm
crisisgirl517: I am moved to tears!
MajinN8xN8: I truly did not intend for you to expel vitrious humor
MajinN8xN8: you know what
MajinN8xN8: if in 24 hours, I do not return to this spot
MajinN8xN8: go about your business as usual
crisisgirl517: ok
MajinN8xN8: Your reaction is tardy! My destiny awaits!
crisisgirl517: how do you feel about that?
MajinN8xN8: well, an important part of my nervous system
MajinN8xN8: is vibrating in a most unpleasing manner
MajinN8xN8: and my physical person is continuously beset with dull pains
crisisgirl517: where are you headed?
MajinN8xN8: oh, to the truth
MajinN8xN8: but the people I'm addressing will not accompany me