Five-Hundred Word Challenge 830: Build a Tower of Sorts

A lot of walking done today so I’m only getting to this in the evening, which is a bit later than I would have liked, but hey, sometimes that is the way that things go. Too late for me to do anything about earlier today, so now I approach the keyboard and try to pour out my thoughts in a way that makes sense and creates a construct of some towering menace and might so that I may yet come to rule the day one more time with an ironclad grasp and rather cold stare, but I’ll worry about that at another time now that I think about it. Not right now. Later. Another day. Now is the time to rest. Not the time to build a tower of sorts.

However, maybe this writing will help conjure the tower and so in doing so I will be able to ride it to locations unknown and majestic, and then there will be other ways in which I will be able to view things from different angles, which of course has its own merit and pleasantness that can certainly be explored through the medium of observation.

What is it that shall be observed? Is it even something that I will be able to perceive?

Maybe there will need to be some sort of writing. Will need to write down the feelings and experiences that I have and experience so that I can keep a log of sorts about the experience of observation from places of which I was not able to make observations beforehand. That would be nice, or maybe it would not. It could be terrifying. However, that is something of which I feel is necessary that I face so as to be able to keep on going down the paths of which I choose to create and unmake in my process of advancing forward in the way that I seem to feel is the way of which I need to move forward. That is what I am saying and I say that as that is what I hope to do… one day.

Well, maybe not. Right now I know not what it is that I hope to do, but I do hope to rest and that will be soon. My knees are rather sore due to how part of today’s walking was handled, and that I’m okay with, but I could’ve done better, I think. Anyway, rest will soon come and it will be mine to embrace and embrace it readily I shall as I am tired and grouchy and I want tor est and get a good sleep sot hat I can wake up tomorrow and feel as though I had a good sleep which would be something that I want to feel.

Maybe instead of that, however, I’ll just work toward building some sort of giant tower were I will be able to rule everything with a cold stare and ironclad grip, but that might take some time.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:02:41

Quick and not as much of a mess as usual.

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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