Immortality has it's ups and downs, sometimes it's hard to know which are which, like last night, I vomited till there was nothing to vomit, and then still vomited. got no sleep, and was nigh frozen to death, not to mention the chills from the fever, and my heart didn't work right.

But I'm still here. I think thats a 'up'

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The up is that time is meaningless.
The down is that you get to watch everything you hold dear be ground to dust upon the wheel of existence.

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That's sad, unless it's shareable immortality.

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or if you don't give a shit about other people

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yep, time is meaningless, I've literally got forever to complete projects. Helps to be teh angel of Time, someday I wish to tell my story.

downs, my super metroid cartridge battery is fried so I can't save the game any more, attempting to save yield 12 screens of anti-copy protection text on 12 separate restarts after which the game save is erased. I have contacted nintendo for a repair, they have said they no longer do battery replacements on SNES cartridges.

and that's only a small bit of nostalgia that has been taken from me. good thing there are emulators, but it is a nice mental feeling to break out the SNES hold that controller in my hands and get cranking. I'm aware I can get a SNES controller to USB plugin, but I'm poor cause money doesn't last forever and I fear they stopped production of them.

the glory of the 80s and 90s are gone, all the places I loved for nice foods either went ghetto, changed cooks/menu or are boarded up. the chap I used to get my haircut from is gone, the place I used to get awesome fresh top quality steaks straight off the farm from is gone, why, the trains don't even run like they used to. Popeyes fried chicken is now a KFC and the ones that aren't don't serve the full menu any more, I miss that fried catfish. pizza hut doesn't have the same menu.


not that I don't care, not that I forget, just that they are gone and I know where they are but I can't get there myself except on the odd occasion in a place between dream and reality.


sorta, but not freely.


the food here makes me sick, cause people are dirty. so I stopped eating except fruit. had 2 apples and a few bowls of herbal medicine yesterday. the vomiting stopped and I slept last night. but I'm in the recovery period and I know it's the dirty cooking practices here that caused my vomiting and other shit, and they have been told but argue they have no space in the fridge to keep things sanitary and their culture has poor cleaning practices and though their tech and cities are modernized they still live like in the iron ages. quick it's not dirty enough someone go outside onto the clean roads and spray sand and mud! now if only we could get that dust into the air things would be brilliant, well we figured out how to do that. Fresh meat for sale, only been hanging outside on a meat-hook unpreserved with flies on it in the heat and dust for 3 days! meat tastes better the more it stays in the sunlight! we just cover up that nasty rancid smell by letting it wear off on it's own then heavily spicing it. Mop the floor every day, floor mopping is the local god, if you don't mop the floor the dirty floor god will come and make evil spirits in the air that get into your bones and make you sick.

All cold air from air conditioners or coldness from cold beverages int he summer has evil spirits that get into your bones to make you sick, no it has nothing to do with the bacteria in your system from our dirty practices that your body is already fighting that when the cold comes and weakens your immune system they become active!, no it's evil air spirits. how dare you criticize our cleanliness! our culture has been doing things this way for 3000 years.

BUT, in the winter cold air is good because you need to let fresh air from outside into the house all day, it's good to feel cold in the winter and hot in the summer, that is natural.

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As a fellow immortal I understand the lamentation. I can only offer the musings of madness, though. I accepted the transient nature of some things like cats at an early age, while others I cling to vehemently. The SNES cartridge you're best to repair yourself. You'd be surprised how simple it really is. Manitou, they're called. The spirits that ride the cold winds. Be wary of them and travel swiftly through their domain. If you live in a place that is known to be theirs: move. Antibodies are your friend. Pick your nose often and stop washing your hands except to remove truly excess dirt. Immortals don't die but we can be killed. The trick is to not invite death to bed. Death has taught us immortals all there is to learn and now we must live life to learn the rest. Truly a strange path.

Goddammit, I needed to make this loli I...... borrowed to be immortal.

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I'm the full type of immortal, can't die, can't be killed. so if I get poisoned with the worst shit I just feel terrible for a bit till it eventually leaves my system through sweat glands or such.

I'm nigh cold blooded too, I can turn purple from the cold and not have a single worry. doesn't mean it's comfortable.

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Ah, that's never fun. I've built up tolerance to many things but I'm willing to discard this corporeal form as needed.

Sure are alot of immortals on forkheads eh? myself included.
Makes sense of course, though, as forkheads itself is immortal.

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