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The Engineer’s Epiphany

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By Conrad IlesiaPublished 6 months ago • 1 min read

The Engineer's Epiphany Part One (An Inchoate Start)

A weird thing

Happened this morning as

(We can't talk about this right now)

I was nearing the end of my morning meditation session and I had

Not done a morning meditation session in so

(Is it

OK

to say "fucking" while talking--

or writing or texting as the case may

Be--

about being calm in a morning

session)

fucking long but it struck me as things

Tend to at that hour of the fucking morning.

It struck me as things tend to do at that early hour of the morning.

I bought her a book about

Nihilism because she said

CHARLES BUKOWSKI BORES ME as

she hiked up her skirt but she

Did Not

hike up her skirt for any

other

reason than that she was jumping up on the side of the bar because there was no one else there but myself and her.

My eyes took a hike up her tattooed left leg, closest to me.

My cock (Now we can talk about it.) was hard. After

two minutes of me drinking my firstbeeroftheday,,

she brought me another blonde, heavily leaning over, setting

the Bottle in front of me with a flourish Like

we would never see each other again.

(((swoosh)))

The Engineer's Ephiphany Part Two (A Conclusion of Sorts)

This particular

A.M.

meditation session was unguided

for the most part then I

Thought, "I'm done," and I opened my eyes, not knowing what to do with the next few

Moments

and at that exact

Moment

Eve said, "Now you can open your eyes in your own

Time."

Filthy

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