One Thousand Word Challenge 82: Self-Demonstrating

Looking over things. looking over views, looking over valleys, cliffs, escarpments, those sorts of things. That is what I would like to do right now, but right now I’m just typing away in the hopes that what comes of this will lead to what comes from whatever comes next. That is what I hope, anyway.

There are many views and many places of which they can be viewed and this is something that may or may not be worth considering. It certainly is worth keeping in the back of the mind and pulling out on the odd occasion so you can remember things and speak carefully, but at the same time it is good to speak freely at times. Not all the time; just at times. Need to know when it’s okay to run your mouth though. Doing it all the time is bad. Some of the time is probably also bad, but at least if you’re a bit careful with it, you know that you’ll probably keep yourself in good stead.

Need to also not be afraid of being wrong. It is okay to be wrong about some things. It is okay to learn. It is okay to grow as a person, but this of course seems to be something forgotten by some, or many. I don’t know; I haven’t decided yet as right now I’m just running my mouth.

Sometimes thoughtlessness isn’t the worst thing out there and of course that too is fine. It often is the worst thing in situations where it has the potential to be the worst thing until it no longer is the worst thing and that too is okay. There are a few things out there that are okay. Well, it’s okay so ling as you’re not being an asshole. No point in being an asshole; a lot of reason to learn from your mistakes and grow as a person.

Anyway, I want to look at a few different views but of course this is something that is not going to happen today. Maybe it will happen tomorrow. Maybe it won’t happen at all. There is no telling as of yet. However, there is a telling that it will happen. I don’t know when and I don’t know how, but it will. Most likely through my attempts at convincing my housemate to allow me to take his car for a few hours to some location so as to be able to view the sunset and feel that it is scenic and all that other crab.

If I can indeed do that, then I can claim some sort of power of being able to get things that I want to get, but of course this is something that does not always work and as it does not always work I can’t do anything to help you out, or help me out. Well, sometimes it will work and when it does work that’s the important thing, but it might not work. Sometimes you have to take chances and sometimes you have to learn from the mistakes that you make so they don’t cake themselves into your very being, or something. I don’t know what I’m saying now as I’ve taken off now that the COFFFE has kicked in.

Well, maybe it hadn’t kicked in and I’ve just pushed through what I perceived to be a barrier and now I’m just going as hard as I can in order to see if I can indeed make it to the end and see what comes out, but of course I need to make sure that I make some sort of coherent argument for something. There was something a little earlier about making mistakes and picking when you do things carefully, and learning from your mistakes, but of course that is now long in the past and this is all about something else at this point, so you get the idea. We’ve left the rails and now I’m just pushing on forward in the hopes that what I do and what I say gets to the end and produces more “quality content”, as they say back in the old country.

Can’t really do much of that anymore, however as this is the new country and there is the act of exploitation underway and with that being the thing that is happening, we need to get away from the road and just bulldoze our way through the scenic views and hope that somehow we get somewhere sooner rather than later.

What is that? The trees are down and out? No problem! We’ll just keep on pushing forward. No time for thinking about what is going on and what it is that we leave in the wake. We just gotta keep on going and keep on pushing forward and hope that somehow, somewhere we discover what it is that needs to be discovered and of course just keep on going and eventually it will all be good. It will all be good and that is how it will be and mark my words, there will be some sort of reprieve by the end of it all.

Anyway, now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, I don’t know as to where I will go from here. Maybe it is time to return to the road. It looks so far and distant and might take a while.

Problem is that I’ve left a bit of a mess in my wake and need to do my best to improve all that bulldozing. Hopefully help the land heal and return to how it was, or at least return to an idea of how it was, but of course it needs to be genuine. It can’t be fake. Need to do a lot of work to help that which has been broken.

Might take a bit of time, but perhaps time is plenty on my hands. If we can do that and improve things, the scars may remain but things can heal.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 09:57:86

This probably reads awfully, but I’m rather happy with how it turned out.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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