Millions of lives float aimlessly on the water tension, placed there by streams of bubbles outside of their control. They still grow and learn, but they have deal with the consequences of buoyancy

The operatic steampunk section of this course was a little bit out of left field, but it ended up being welcome. It's a heck of a lot better than whatever they have going on the the other pie slices

A cup and a bucket is sometimes all you need to keep panic on a neighborhood level at bay. 16 legs came at me today, and they all went to the same corner of the fence, after a little tour of the place

Automatons are much faster than my fingers. They make a lot of mistakes though, and the correcting process makes it take about as long as the original task. It's better to just quote the clock tower keeper and call it a day

Skittering all around are the fruits of a generation. It was spent licking leave and sucking on sand but it was a life nonetheless. Those who come after will be subject to the same fate

This cursed band follows me around, waiting for me to trip. I rarely do, but the second it happens they burst into a short Looney Toons womp womp sound effect

Runes surround the city. They supposedly keep out the monster riff-raff that tries to eat our grain. They mostly keep out my buddy Sam. He just likes to get a little critter-like from time to time, nothing crazy

These guys have nice clothes but I'm not quite sure they're my speed. I need to get to this town stat, but these dadgum spiders are in my way. They keep eating the messenger and I gotta fight them myself

I think I just experienced the most inopportune time for a harmonica solo

I'm conscripting this kid in Turks and Caicos to duke it out with the paragon of sloth and greed. He thinks he can win, and I have faith in him

This bee keeps buzzing around my ear. It speaks of thing unobtainable by human emotion, we would never understand the plight of a humble bee. We are at their command. My circuits have begun their burn and will be aflame in mere moments

I know it to be the truth. Just like I my hand to be true. It is still on my wrist, and the wrist on everything else. I sometimes which it was not so. If it wasn't corporeal the advantages would be true as well. That's okay, a different method of lock in will be used

A scuffle between two giants occured as I was easing into my relative refractory period. Less acetylcholine is needed for me to jive now but I would definitely appreciate a fotoplayer or two

Something is somehow yesterday twice and I'm not sure by what mechanism. What I do know is that it's a common sediment that's been on a lot of minds lately

My focus on this flying machine is reminiscent of days past. The red and yellow components are the key to this endeavor, making sure the detritus doesn't pile up too high

Adjacent work forces come together in the wilderness to conquer the fear of fathomless depths. The depths are between 1 and 10 feet, we just can't tell

A new player has entered the game and they have a little catching up to do. Everyone else's defense stat is pretty high, but luckily we're still in the early stages of foraging

I've finally finished my long house and it looks okay, but it's become a den of spiders. The spiders have to be killed at 5 minute intervals or else the blasphemous playing card will arrive

Whistles break through these semipermeable membranes like it was nothing. Salt just goes right on in and we're left with an isotonic mixture. It was supposed to be hyper, but the system didn't like that idea

A morning filled with lumbosacral junctions and dural sacs was abruptly interrupted by a bottom tier lunch break. Had to lock back into my auto tuning cat but by that time my mind was walking through the kelp again

The golden ratio is coming up on us, we honestly my have passed it but our passive perception stat isn't too high so that's to be expected. Three Pythagorean men are closing in on our position but I'll give them a right hook

The wisdom of our elders sometimes comes at a price. It's often a favor, something like moving furniture or helping with something around the house. Similar theme this time, but I didn't expect the fragile leg lamp would be so heavily involved

Tacticians have such a passion that their drive spills into their personal lives. They end up naming sons and daughters after maneuvers, leading to an unfortunate upbringing in the way of bullying

Photos and paintings intertwined while old birthday cards gather dust on the strings of old memories. New ones are afoot but you need your trusty monocular with you at all times

Rivers flow into nothing while the ox paradox is at work in the juvenile realm. Time dilation is of use in this moment, but the kinks still have to be worked out

I have used my free time to make sure there is no more of it in the future. A gate shall consume my life when the transcription is complete. I will be a vessel for the dice of the table

When moving into a nuclear testing neighborhood one must watch for oddities that may display the potential side effects. These can include but are not limited to: sudden lack of sky but only when looking backwards, unnatural sidewalk pylons placed by machines, or accidental scooters.

Once again I am enraptured by a piece from the ages. A time when man was not constrained by the wealth of knowledge we now possess. The viewing of this experience will leave an impression, one that will last until the garden wall

Booths askew. Theres no differentiation between the broken plates and ex-windows. See hostess for seating. I am the owner of Master Cheese.

As I look out over the ocean from my balcony I can hear the faint rumbling of a freight train blazing down its tracks. I turn around and march back into the ship on my quest to find the source of noise. Someday I’ll catch a fish.

There is no downside to this stupid hypothetical. It needs to be studied with an eye so scrutinous that there is no question as to which answer is pointless

Simplicity is often times the only means I have to convey such elaborate thoughts. The words elude me and converge in a ways that are not conducive to the human temporal lobe

While planning the next field trip for my time travelers I found myself in the midst of my own schemes. It was now tomorrow, and tomorrow was lasting a very long time

I am trying to recreate the circumstances of last night's slumber. It's going well, but the spirit of a cornurger is haunting my systems in ways I cannot relay with real words

My old robot is acting up again, so particular in its programming that I have no choice but to follow my set path. But I actually do have a choice. It's just tough to break through the giant metal gate between me and all those krill

On a field trip we go to the mystic floating hills of Doth Fuer. My professor is quite excited to show off the specimens in the soil, they burst along the archipeligo trying to escape, but we can rip space too

Too many similarities I share with the squid. Day in and day out our lives merge together, and at this point I think it would be better to throw it all to the wind and chop down some trees. Screw the lorax

Each moment sitting still is a moment to reflect on future conundrums. Some still require a base rewiring, while others need only fine tuning in their mountains. It's hard to tell which, but we'll get to the library in the end

We lay behind the sauna, at the peak of our espionage abilities they look right through us, were invisible to them. It's remarkable really

An unknown event has a occured and the alliteration in my world has inflamed. It's quite the pain really, I never intended to be this salty but it's a consequence of my recovery

For five hours I listened to the word of an anarchist locked in a prison of corporate malarkey. It translates well to my own exploits of dark lectures and crystallic time signatures

There is a constant sound, just above undetectable and just below annoyance. It is commonly followed by barely not a breeze. The AC people come tomorrow.

The different languages blast from the same point in the room, clashing with the exclamations of the consumers. The never ending guessing game that I have no part in will hopefully get overrun by other forms of entertainment soon. No promises.

All these little green guys and their ships boast of their award winning infomercials while I'm sitting here wishing to get a prize worth more than alchemical yam. That wasn't helpful at all

I pulled my cab into this cardboard box. We've been camping here for a few days now but I didn't realize how creepy it can get. I know my back is had by the ultimate back haver but it still makes my britches timber

Up the towers of chartreuse clouds does our duo climb, climbing to reach the boss of the queen and move through the portal into a new realm. What that realm is, who knows, but it'll be a good time

I will not let the dread of semi-wee hours desecrate my plans of Lyrebirding, I need not fill my head with paranoid thoughts. Although it may postpone them a little, that's okay. I will dominate this anthem of blue and gold

The similarities between adherence and cleanliness are apparent. Due to this, I have taken to documenting the difference. There is not much more than a vowel or two. Hopefully this evidence will let me be at peace, and keep me from being fooled by the consonants.

Through the transmogrified resonation chamber comes the waves of serendipitous surreality. It's really gonna happen and we're making moves, old and new ballads being claimed

Elusive dimes evade my eyes. Rich and dark, yet somehow hopeful. Will the wise and wanting man’s prophetic wish be fulfilled or does the quest remain unsolved?