the spinning blade in my head works harder today than ever before, it is now a silver pole with it's multi bladed attachments slicing away, chopping at the remnants of stupid forms i cling to, occasionally something will just turn up and the blade automatically goes to work. it's far to powerful for me to even attempt to control, it just works and works, powered by some endless frictionless energy, perpetually aware independent of my own abilities. it does not work for me, but it works for me.