A Pointless Application

Eternally swimming but not going anywhere. There is no current, no water, even she doesn’t exist, but in a weird way she does. Just like us, in our momentariness. If something exists for a limited time, it doesn’t exist at all. But relentlessly, she goes Nowhere, facing leftwards, a weird fish (she’s orange and lacks countershading) in another world. She babbles if bothered. About stuff in your life. No matter how inaccurate she is, you slowly base your life on these random words of an imaginary creature. Who thought her up anyway? Torvalds?!

Yeah, poor old Wanda. She’s just like a god.

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