[cultivating dreams by numbers]

Big cheers to the very kind people plugging the blog- just to mention a few- mr.dubversion, reynolds, beyond the implode, rob fuckkill, the ladydrone, mr.bloke (psych,dr.)- I raise my glass to you dear sirs and mesdames. You’ve got impeccable taste for sure.
-Just bear with the blog, it hasn’t quite found itself yet...I do my best, try and put it in a bigger pot by the window so it will get lots of sunlight, trimming its leaves (very regularly for sure), only watering it with fresh bottled water from the swiss alps, carefully cooled from the fridge in a temperature that recalls more frozen habitats- But it’s a damn moody and stubborn little thing, it won’t evolve or improve as it’s supposed to, keeps going around in circles, drops big smelly farts when it thinks i won’t notice, keeps scrawling rude words on the windowpane, sniggers evilly at me behind my back, drops dry little poo-trails then acts like a child, commanding me to pick it up and clean up its damn little mess...It is a weird and quirky little thing. I do get sick of it sometimes, but then it tip-toes up to me with a box of belgian praline chocolates and that irresistible goofy smile, whispering it is sorry and looking down at the carpet with a sad little scowl, melting my heart. Aww. I know it loves me, really...Deep, deep down in that mutated, digitised little heart it is virtually trembling for my love. So i let it be moody. Love is in numbers. Just don’t let numbers let you down. ..Cheerio then.:)
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