Ben H. is terrifying today’s business crowd with all tipping points in the red and curves so steep sliding us right into doom any minute.  7 out of 8 won’t make it they say. Will you be the one? When consequences get real? Too real. And so I keep watching the lovely man in a Hawaiian shirt with matching pants google ‘Christian perishes in walking distance’. Coping the shit out of things with all we’ve got while still working hard to save us all. 

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Saliva starts to form a big gulp in your throat. Thick lines flickering in front of your eyes. Pupils are following the white and dark spaces formulating comprehension. Like a perfect rhythm hammering inside of your forehead, the combination of space and line start creating sense in the cracks of your temporal lobes. Words are passing through the body like rain sinking into the sun-dried soil. Unfolding sensations keep dripping onto surface. Your wrist starts hurting, ink running low, sweat down forehead while the words start pouring out of every corner like rats leaving a sinking ship. Maddening capriciousness.