Poem type thing

[Vælling]

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[Preach]

To deduce what time the class starts, you must buy a copy of Dostoyevsky's Notes From Underground (only the original Russian with the exception of any pre-1931 Czech translations). Find the time at which Liza asks the Underground Man to come to her home. Discover that she never does. Realise that there is no class, and that it was all an illusion, much as there is no meaning to life. Find a cold, grey beach at sundown. Light a cigarette. You don't have to smoke it, just light it, grimly, ruminatively. Gaze out to sea. Sigh. Ask the waves rhetorical questions about existence. Flick the dying cigarette into the sea in a symbolic gesture of your rejection of the modern world in favour of the intrinsic, Camusian absurdity of the universe.

Wait, I'm not done. Then, you decide then and there to move to Portland, Oregon, where you have a deeply spiritual encounter with your spirit guide, a bright pink guinea pig named Pancho, join an 'art rock' (read: pretentious alternative rock) band called Potato Toaster, and disappear under mysterious circumstances during a Job For A Cowboy show.

I really think this deserves to go here

[Vælling]

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[Raindrop]

End of Autumn, good stuff.
Relating to it well enough emotionally and has me feelin it.