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Karen told me maybe i shold try this challange and there is this VERY loud goblin in my bran going NOPE NOPE ABSOLUTLY NOT but somehow i alredy started so now its too late maybe……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

this is bad

nothing is happenng in my brain. no thats lie TOO much is happenng in my brain but all of it is stupid becasue every 10 minuts i have to drink more laxative and i think my body is becoming illegal.

Honest writing?? realy??? you want me to become deep and vulnerable while my intestense are doing speedrun mode?? what kind of cursed sidequest is this. who made this challange. who looked at human suffering and said “yes this seems fun and creative”

maybe cults DO start like this actualy. someone says “haha its fun :)” and suddenly ur sitting in room drinking chemical ocean water while trying to discover ur authentic voice or whatever.

ah shit timer again

another 250ml

i am no longer person i am soup with taxes.

there are too many subscriptions nowdays. netflix. spotify. anxiety. but laxative every 10 minuts subscription is probly the worst one. actualy maybe taxes are worse. no wait maybe both together create new level of hell.

The challange says “Write First Think Never” but joke is on them becasue my colon is doing ALL the thinking now. every 10 minuts my phone starts screaming like dissapointed hospital robot and i drink another cup of cold chemical sadness becasue later today somebody has to inspect my large intestine like its some kind of cursed tourist attraction.

also HOW do people have that job. like imagine waking up every morning and going “yes today i will look at many anuses professionaly.” do docters compare them internaly. is there secret anus leaderboard. “very clean form on this one.” “strong technique.” “promising young anus.”

oh god now i am thinking too much about anus rankings.

this challange was mistake.

WAIT

toilet

ok barely survivd that.

went into living room and somebody asked me “hows weather today?” brother i dont know. look outside. negotiate directly with sky yourself. why are you asking ME like i am weather manager. somehow i did not say this out loud becasue tiny microscopic piece of social skill still alive inside me.

tv was showing food again. then comedians screaming. then more food. this country has fully commited to never having single quiet thought again. but honestly my own brain right now sounds like haunted washing machine full of soup so maybe i should not judge.

also audiobook still talking in background. no idea what its about anymore. history maybe. bussiness maybe. murder maybe. absolutely none of information entering my skull. too many voices in apartment. audiobook voice. tv voice. family voice. alarm voice. stomach voice. all of them fighting for dominance like stupid avengers movie.

also i still need pay car tax today which feels deeply disrespectfull considering current biological situation. my body is already emergency evacuation zone but goverment still wants money and paperwork and normal human behavior.

before colon inspection i need go convinience store. use ATM. pay taxes. maybe buy beer. maybe white wine also becasue at this point decision making system has fully left chat.

OH RIGHT calamari on sale today.

somehow THIS information survived complete mental collapse.

discount squid now emotionally important to me.

if toilet emergancy happens during tax mission i will need use convinience store bathroom and cashier WILL know. they always know. cashiers can smell fear.

wait

alarm again

more laxative

dear god i am become tube

anothre 250ml

Special thanks for Karen Schwartz. She pushed me to try this challenge. Somehow.

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[embed]Write First, Think Never Meta style’s writing challenge.medium.com

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Note: Originally thought in Japanese, then translated into English in my head, and sometimes using an old dictionary and AI to find correct words and type tehm by myself.

Editor’s note: I hope the author survived the inspection, er.. and the taxes.

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