In optics, an aperture is a hole or an opening through which light travels. More specifically, the aperture and focal length of an optical system determine the cone angle of a bundle of rays that come to a focus in the image plane.
Thanks to Wikipedia for the definition of aperture, they are always spot on. Aight, that was bad on my part. But, credit to Wikipedia for the content and explanation.
Why is this worthy of a kastle post? I don’t know. I mean really, who the fuck really knows why I post anything. Not even Alphonso or K.W. knows what the fuck I’m talking about, and both are way smarter than I am.
Also, they are both dicks, so sayeth the pot to the kettle as we call things black.
I had a reason for this, and it was actually interesting. I guess I’m not high enough to remember, not too high enough.
I had a reason I was writing about this, but my mind is clouded, perhaps muddied, by the constant humming in my brain. Like hearing ghetto hawks circling around a lobe or two. But for no reason.
There’s a hole in my heart, there is a hole in my soul. I can not pretend it’s not there, I can not pretend that there is any sort of remediation to it. It is what it is, however fuck-tastic that is.
It won’t stop. I can’t make it stop. It’s like a drill beating the fuck out of my tinnitus. No, worse. Like being strapped down into a chair, real tight. And then being force-fed Celine Deon for 36 hours straight.
And only two or three songs. And if you think that is mental torture, fuck you I can one-up that. No sleep, tied up, 36 hours straight of Barney The Dinosaur’s “I love you, You love me”. Fuck you.
I challenge anyone to that punishment.
Oh, wait…
