Stuffing Dance (day 2903)

I’m getting tired of this dance
Stuffing our faces
With experiences
We dont know if we enjoy.
Who designed our minds?
Who gave us this style inprint
That requires consistent change?
Updating, renewing, regulating…
There is no end game
It’s just a consume point,
Many consume points
That filter me
Based on my character profile
That I work hard at eliminating
Because I’m a stereotype
Who doesn’t like being stereotyped.
I’m entitled to use my words
More than I use my action,
And I take pains to twist words
To judge others
Before I myself
Be my harshest critics.
Lost on a translation
Misunderstanding,
This changing time…
Imagining a different world
We hope to be in
But refusing to acknowledge
The disconnect
With a path that is too far gone.

Project Status (day 149)

Cool, cool, cool, cool
I like that, that works for me
But no, lets not do that
That’s no good for me
We’ll forget we mentioned that

Did you remember about this?
I was thinking we should add that..
Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring…
Can you please send me an email update
What’s your ETA on completing the algorithm?

We’re getting close to the deadline
I’m not sure we should waste our time on that
I’ve thought of this, but decided with that
I can’t make that work, so we’ll put that in the bugs
And that, yeh, that’s a problem

Email…Email…Email…Email…
Edit, redraft, update, edit
Can you please put together section 2 for me
I’ve gone ahead and made the changes
It should be good to go now