Contextual Evaporation

I was beginning to realize that syntax would do nothing for me if I couldn't seek out context to wrap everything around. Context was the most dying aspect of my life. Nothing mattered. Words came from everywhere with no purpose or direction, they passed me by in the wind. I wouldn't remember them because the moments were never significant. I was alone, losing my irrelevant memories for all their irrelevance but losing myself too. Wanting to remain, here, myself. Feeling myself get pushed along with the wind that refused me to couple my words with context. I could say anything to no effect. I could say everything for no reason. I wouldn't. I didn't. I did it less as hope vanished. I typed fervently to the none-audience. I stared at my hands angrily. I can`t relate to people, or vice versa maybe. I don’t want to. Or maybe vice versa. I want to see a Nissan Versa get smushed in a vice. Or vice versa. I want to be excited about life. I want to be appreciated, I guess.

I just watched a bunch of Tosh.0 on another Sunday morning of waking up to lonesome boredom and consideration. I don’t even think I like the show, except it makes me laugh sometimes. I don’t want to get onto my ethical high-horse but of course some of the jokes are too much. I laugh at a lot of them. The videos that get shared on the show observe some sort of twisted spectrum of human indecency. All seven of the deadly sins appear to be showcased by these grim wielders of technology (I analyze everything through the lens of the Old Testament so as to lead a life free of fire and brimstone). Everyone is shameless. Mr. Tosh's jokes are too quick for the laughs they provoke. I would hate to be in an audience laughing at stuff that I didn't get. I'm slow though anyway. The show is a celebration of the evaporation of context in a world that is becoming too busy for itself. It is a celebration of entropy I guess. Temporarily suspending my own critical voice while I observe these absurd spectacles, I wonder what good is it that I do so? I remember, I forget.