Monday, November 18, 2013

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Heat Death

This is when the universe is no longer able to perform work. It’s an absolutely terrible shaking. They all start at the same point and then they move away. History calls this an explosion. I got my first real haircut in two years just a day or so ago and I tipped the barber too much I thought it so nice the way she washed my hair; squeezed the water out of it after with both hands. She ran both palms flat with fingers flexed over my scalp flattening the water out over and over again my blood felt hot and I let out a soft sound. Science describes an endless space and the endless movement and expansion of the space, already endless, getting inexplicably more endless with each passing moment; the arrow of time. In the early universe before cosmic inflation energy was universally located and thus in this period was similar to state of its eventual death. They look the same but they are very different because things only matter in a situation where stability is possible. One has to work, you must work, you really must work, work hard to have worked, work to make sure you know how to work still, work to remember what the end of work feels like work to continue the great build. It’s so important that you have more than you previously thought. Your ability to wake up in the morning will treat you as a light gas and with time you will feel less of it. Your breath will taste warmer; your bones will only hurt more than they do now in fact this is the least they will ever hurt if you forget about all of the past. Ape you have red lights. My books are bent for your in-jokes and the wet tip of your dick. No one gets to be like you. Building things for another time, parliamentary, just. There’s a boy in New York City who loves you.