Triple Bullseye

January 20th, 2026

Black ink. Monday that was not quite a Monday and a Tuesday that sure feels like a Monday. Best way to handle days like this is to massively multi task and be productive. Run with the fire and energy of Betelgeuse. Big red bright star in the night sky. Stay the course. Create more upsides and advantages!

Even though one scale of time does not move does not mean another scale of time can be put into motion and once one scale of time is added then others will come. Stay the course and stand in the face of the cold and abrasive wash of the ocean. This is all easy. Where are my peeps when I need them and how do we come and go from here to there? Oh hello page. Yes I've traveled since the time we last met. And I'm still in motion. Hmm, no breaks thus far and no lunch that's not good. Maybe when I finish one of the two calls I'm on I can take a moment to feel sunshine on my face. I was tired earlier but now just ready to be free and off of one call.

While overall output has been adequate I am looking for more this year. More throughput, more output More of the same. Carry on and run like life depends on this race and this year. What I learned last year compared to this year is and will be laughable and timid and tentative. Now I know the goals. I've set the targets. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Triple Bullseye. Daily setbacks: handled. This pen feels slightly too fat.

This is pilot G-2 038 Almost too surgical, but a nice change for now and feels like putting on racing shoes and let's cruise like we use to and surf across and down working to sync body breath, height size of letters across words and loosen concepts of any meaning.

And we're back round robin between a few different tasks running in parallel. The best use of a day of being trapped by time and not fully in control with events. But owning your energy and output. Compartmentalizing appropriately and effectively.

Continuing from some unknown location. Keep the font sharp and the pen moving and little else truly matters. Each letter deserves enough attention to be treated fairly, uniformly and with enough whitespace to not feel squashed but also come out smoothly enough so not to cramp or rob the breath and good posture of the scribe.

We check, and we recheck. Rest is akin to giving up at times when opportunity is hot for the striking. Rollerball down the boulevard. Beaudelaire.

Let us walk amongst the stars and space surrounding our liminal bodies is transferred.

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