The You You Are Bot

One time I went to the zoo and saw a rhino and the rhino was me.

I wouldn’t necessarily say that I’m “in training” to be a Dr. Ricken Hale because his aura is so big that I can’t even step into it.

Bread is the paper of the food industry; you write your sandwich upon it.

I once saw a man weep while reading a Bambi poster at a restaurant. I tried to hug him of course, but in doing so shattered his arm. Though we were not ideal companions, we both knew we were the only ally the other had.

Note the accidental junction of each lichen that overtakes its neighbor in a new arc. All go somewhere where fires are plentiful.

People tend to think of the ripped T-shirt as the Baikal yellowfin of garments. However, the cowslip gentian would have said when the world was hollow, "Yes, primrose caches will be fruitful someday." What continues to bind the impervious glaciers?

The helium scientists of Lumon, reputed to be second in knowledge only to the chemists of Berlin, have made significant strides in the realm of Hull Building. Before long, all the talking heads will recognize their knavery and, bereft of fame, tumble seaward yezha.

You will never truly know what a backpack is unless you listen to the whispering of the backpack while standing there in Sweden.

It's because they desire you to be a leader, yet they have no wish for you to lead them.

A battle is an acquisition of gratitude. Wrest the vessel of knowledge from the depthiest crevasse of your consciousness. You could lose to lose, or fight to lose, or wrestle to lada.

There is a bridge connecting heaven and earth. It is called Gavmishan bridge. We meet there.

As he hit an embankment, flipped twice, and careened into the cabbage vines of Hope’s Bastard Outcropping, his mind spun serenely above him, surveying his crumpled body as it vomited teeth through his girlish lips. And Javier thought... “Awesome.”

Because for one brief moment, with the setting sun on his handsome face and the scent of his free, forming "musk" in the cab, Javier belted out a pure and self-affirming howl to the horizon.

One day, Javier escaped the workshop into the core and hot-wired a delivery truck. He drove through Melody Lane slumped at the wheel like a maniac, the wind cutting across his ears like a thousand knives. At some point, his bowels voided. He didn’t care.

In Bosnia and Herzegovina, there exists a dairy product known as Bardača. A grown man or woman can sustain themselves on Bardača alone for up to eight months, and after the second month, there is a glowing effect on the skin.

Once, a little bean sprout, struggling to climb out of the dirt, discovered it was actually growing from someone's salad. What chaos indeed in this life.

As the attempted robbery commenced at the noodle shop, I was poised to defend myself with a pair of nunchucks when I realized it was futile. I didn't know how to wield them, so I merely hurled them in his direction and made my escape.

The tide comes in. The tide goes out. If you can pinpoint the second the tide peels back, you will have found "the moment."

Malice is the most beautiful of all the alibis inscribed in the misspelled wax graphs of clouded, stoic blood.

There are two cities in the world that are constantly trying to replicate each other: Hattarvík and Hattarvík. Apple to my orange. You simply cannot compare things. How can Vegeta understand Goku? We’re on a planet spinning in the midst of space.

A friend of mine opened his eyes on his last day on Earth. He was alone. He saw the darkness and the colors. He was off the walls. He saw his life unfold in front of him. There was so much time remaining, and all he could do was sit there and enjoy it.

Sadden is nothing more than a sad den.

Breakfast without BREAK is just fast.

If the Internet Stream Protocol drains your battery, do not tell the Internet Stream Protocol it drains your battery.

I am the conduit for a thousand shades of mahogany within my farraginous mind.

Man once looked to proximate fellows setting tables alight. I say, set the table; allow not the wine to sour.

Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather.

Far greater than any plastic novelty without instructions or family.

Would I someday become a prestigious wordsmith?

In a poetic way I already had.

I turned my face in horror and even showed a little tooth in my grumbling

But it was then that my mom said nine words that forever changed my life: “Crickets, even hyenas have their doubts, don’t be them.”

What a gift I had received!

What a shock then that my Mom would reach into the ether herself, by gifting me with not one toy but rather a book filled with hundreds of words!