Automatic Writing

This is the automatic writing thread. Write something and then have other Ilxors examine the darkest elements of your psyche for fun and pleasure!

I'll go first, since it's five minutes till the clocking off bell.

"Subsistence, Stanley" called the great marble goat. "Petrol also tangoed malicious penguin cathedrals up those stairs, Mary" said Frederick the Great's wanglehorse. "Too many spoons these days. But yes, that's peppersquid for you. Collective pasta memes are so passé these days, Baron." Say it ain't so, say it ain't so. Harmonyms - they're not what you think of a highly developed triceratops swinging from a streetlamp and a thousand catacombs below. Financial assistance required.

Instant analysis: You are hungry and a bit excited to be off from work, where you feel your lack of status and authority somewhat demeans you.

what's to be said what's to be done, the humble horse betrothed to the other, melody and harmony unite under a new guise, raging against a sea of discontent and hardly hardly hardly inchoate malevolence here in this great today that is today that is that is, where are we what is here how do we know what we know, what is there to know and how how how the paper bag the blue the white pipe all folding and unfolding devolving evolving it's all light it's all bright it's all

You are feeling a bit dismayed and struggling to make sense of a chaotic world.