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Jorge Masvidal Enters The Matrix

American Pitbull Terriers, descendants of Crenshaw’s Jeep

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I feel like I’ve thought about every graphic detail on macrocosmic processes, that it has become humdrum to me. This is to say, I think about universal principles, spirituality, science, mechanics, etc, and I no longer feel like a child in a candy store. I feel that glimpse of normalcy that says, “What’s the purpose of further interpretation of these things? How does it affect me? It’s like watching my childlike curious be suffocated before my minds eye, and it’s saddening.

Instead I spend time obsessing over the small issues I never gave a single fuck about. Human interaction. How are people perceiving me? Am I presentable? Am I behaving in a manner that makes people comfortable? Do I look weak? And it’s just a spiral of assumptions that I can’t prove, all of them negative. The alternative is then to remove myself from the situation, which leads to sleepless isolation and wonderment about how I failed such a simple task with a loaded deck.

At this current moment, I’m whirring in a slight limbo. I feel, indifferent? Somewhere between caring, annoyance, and fear of a turbulent future. Logic where none exist is exhausting. And still, my once happy child, has turned into a tireless adult, suffering from overwork of filing all the thoughts that child ever thought. But he files away, because who else will?

Dead Game.

Nikita

American Bulldog

“This dog had a great temperament with people, especially children. He has never shown any people aggression what-so-ever, even strangers. This dog is one of the most game American Bulldogs I have come across. He is very aggressive to other males, does not do well around puppies, and has even shown aggression to females over food and possession. He was a natural catch dog, showing no fear and catching ear of the first wild boar we ever put him on. Coyotes, hogs, raccoons, and armadillo have all felt the opposing end of this guy. He weighed just shy of 100 pounds at 2 years old, very tall and lean. He is a great breather, very game (not wanting to stop even when hurt), and he showed zero fear. Zeus was a natural working dog.”