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i beat up a cardboard box yesterday.
what a tough little boy i am.
i also broke a lamp with a baseball bat.
"christ, what a drunk he is," everyone would whisper.
everyone. huh.
well. smoking is fun. so is drinking. so is everything else in life.
i guess.
i can't wait to put this rock behind me, to stare back from an altitude of roughly 50,000 feet at a quickly vanishing stone. do airplanes fly that high? i've always been bad with numbers. huh. i used to assign feelings to numbers. sentient digits.
i believed it started like this:
once upon a time in number land, there was a great struggle going. who fused with whom would be the most valued, highest number? who by themselves had the most value? because ten was the only double digit, he was dubbed king of the numbers. at one point, there was only one. but that was a while ago, one was the first number to be contrived by a person. therefore, one was the wisest. it wasn't until two through ten came along that his position dropped. with the increase in numbers came the struggle for succession. quiet subterfuge and malicious scheming was going on behind the backdrop of this seemingly peaceful numeric country.
nine was always in ten's shadow. nine strove to be higher than ten. nine was an introverted power monger, a quiet sort with a gaze that could freeze ice and pierce steel. being the highest single digit instilled in him a cruel, malevolence towards the other numbers as well as a bloated ego. he believed that nothing should exist below nine. that nine should be the first, and perhaps, last number.
eight was a loner, a quiet and composed number interested only in peace and utter silence. his goal was to keep from himself, along with the rest of the numeric community, from being terminated by nine. he was sort of the paladin number, a real heroic mentality that almost every other number below him deeply respected. eight was dashing and handsome and very well educated. he never schemed, nor did he plot to over throw. he just was.
seven was the loud mouth of the ten numbers and friend of nine. perhaps his only friend, if their relationship could be called "friendship." a lackey and brown noser to the tooth, he made his position known to all around him any opportunity he got. belligerent and corrupt, when trouble came his way nine would always come to his aid. he saw nine as his meal ticket to fame and fortune. nine, on the other hand, used seven merely as an excuse to assert his dominance over the rest of the numbers. the skirmishes seven caused justified his bullying.
six, a beautiful female number, was madly in love with eight. sadly, her feelings went unrequited because eight hardly noticed, or cared, about the plans of others. much less the interest of such a young, attractive number. not that eight was an asshole or anything, he just had a goal that required his ultimate focus. six loved from afar and, when times were tough, came to eights side.
five was the younger brother of ten. nine saw five as something of a prodigy, him being the brother of a number that he held in such high regard. five was the young, withdrawn boy that spent most of his time thinking and reading locked away in his room. he was not really involved in the whole power struggle going on with the rest of the numbers.
four was the spoiled rich daughter of ten. she was also madly in love with eight, but not so much out of love. she considered him a counterpart and her one and only equal. some how she got the idea in her head that he would not be complete without her. that, somehow, she held the secret to unleashing his hidden value or power. four was obsessed with undiminished power; she thought nothing of the order. she planned to combine her value with eight's and destroy every other number. including her father and uncle.
three was the chubby rich eccentric neighbor to four. at a young age he inherited his uncle's vast fortune. a young drunkard and shameless philandering fool, three was not looked upon highly by anyone but two, his little apprentice. maybe apprentice is not the correct word, perhaps squire would better describe her.
two was a very young girl much interested in the arts. there isn't much to say about two except that she writes three's crazy ramblings down in a little composition notebook. she plays for him in his frequent bouts of melancholia and sooths him when he has his unprovoked, irrational fits of anger. a care taker of three, a very positive girl whom always smiled.
one is the sage. a man so old he has witnessed creation. a number everyone sought for advice. one is a mysterious, very lonely number that lives high up on the tallest peak of the mountain chain the runs through the tiny numeric community. one was once the greatest number, the number that shaped the order to which all the other numbers adhere. only, with the passage of time, he has lost much of his numerical value. he was no bitter man though, he enjoyed the solitude and study time. he hated the hustle and bustle of the community.
i was going some where with this...but now i can't remember where.
i'm tired. had to take my car to get fixed. so early. everything foggy.
what a tough little boy i am.
i also broke a lamp with a baseball bat.
"christ, what a drunk he is," everyone would whisper.
everyone. huh.
well. smoking is fun. so is drinking. so is everything else in life.
i guess.
i can't wait to put this rock behind me, to stare back from an altitude of roughly 50,000 feet at a quickly vanishing stone. do airplanes fly that high? i've always been bad with numbers. huh. i used to assign feelings to numbers. sentient digits.
i believed it started like this:
once upon a time in number land, there was a great struggle going. who fused with whom would be the most valued, highest number? who by themselves had the most value? because ten was the only double digit, he was dubbed king of the numbers. at one point, there was only one. but that was a while ago, one was the first number to be contrived by a person. therefore, one was the wisest. it wasn't until two through ten came along that his position dropped. with the increase in numbers came the struggle for succession. quiet subterfuge and malicious scheming was going on behind the backdrop of this seemingly peaceful numeric country.
nine was always in ten's shadow. nine strove to be higher than ten. nine was an introverted power monger, a quiet sort with a gaze that could freeze ice and pierce steel. being the highest single digit instilled in him a cruel, malevolence towards the other numbers as well as a bloated ego. he believed that nothing should exist below nine. that nine should be the first, and perhaps, last number.
eight was a loner, a quiet and composed number interested only in peace and utter silence. his goal was to keep from himself, along with the rest of the numeric community, from being terminated by nine. he was sort of the paladin number, a real heroic mentality that almost every other number below him deeply respected. eight was dashing and handsome and very well educated. he never schemed, nor did he plot to over throw. he just was.
seven was the loud mouth of the ten numbers and friend of nine. perhaps his only friend, if their relationship could be called "friendship." a lackey and brown noser to the tooth, he made his position known to all around him any opportunity he got. belligerent and corrupt, when trouble came his way nine would always come to his aid. he saw nine as his meal ticket to fame and fortune. nine, on the other hand, used seven merely as an excuse to assert his dominance over the rest of the numbers. the skirmishes seven caused justified his bullying.
six, a beautiful female number, was madly in love with eight. sadly, her feelings went unrequited because eight hardly noticed, or cared, about the plans of others. much less the interest of such a young, attractive number. not that eight was an asshole or anything, he just had a goal that required his ultimate focus. six loved from afar and, when times were tough, came to eights side.
five was the younger brother of ten. nine saw five as something of a prodigy, him being the brother of a number that he held in such high regard. five was the young, withdrawn boy that spent most of his time thinking and reading locked away in his room. he was not really involved in the whole power struggle going on with the rest of the numbers.
four was the spoiled rich daughter of ten. she was also madly in love with eight, but not so much out of love. she considered him a counterpart and her one and only equal. some how she got the idea in her head that he would not be complete without her. that, somehow, she held the secret to unleashing his hidden value or power. four was obsessed with undiminished power; she thought nothing of the order. she planned to combine her value with eight's and destroy every other number. including her father and uncle.
three was the chubby rich eccentric neighbor to four. at a young age he inherited his uncle's vast fortune. a young drunkard and shameless philandering fool, three was not looked upon highly by anyone but two, his little apprentice. maybe apprentice is not the correct word, perhaps squire would better describe her.
two was a very young girl much interested in the arts. there isn't much to say about two except that she writes three's crazy ramblings down in a little composition notebook. she plays for him in his frequent bouts of melancholia and sooths him when he has his unprovoked, irrational fits of anger. a care taker of three, a very positive girl whom always smiled.
one is the sage. a man so old he has witnessed creation. a number everyone sought for advice. one is a mysterious, very lonely number that lives high up on the tallest peak of the mountain chain the runs through the tiny numeric community. one was once the greatest number, the number that shaped the order to which all the other numbers adhere. only, with the passage of time, he has lost much of his numerical value. he was no bitter man though, he enjoyed the solitude and study time. he hated the hustle and bustle of the community.
i was going some where with this...but now i can't remember where.
i'm tired. had to take my car to get fixed. so early. everything foggy.