The Blog Of Dysfunction

When I boarded the train this morning I had no clue whatsoever that it was going to be my last train trip ever. I stood near the door and sipped on a cup of fresh and honest coffee like I have done everyday for the last 5 years. We passed the next two stations without much ado, and we were nearing my stop, when suddenly the sky turned crimson.

Not red, crimson, deep crimson. I have never seen such a colour ever before in my life, but looking at it I knew it was perfect dark crimson. So as any blue blooded Indian would, I leaned out of the door, to get a better look, wondering at the same time why no one else seemed interested.

I knew a split second after I put my head out that my head was in the path of the 8:15 going the other way. Fortunately I have very quick reflexes so I snapped my head back, unfortunately about ten other co passengers decided a split second earlier that they too must investigate why i was leaning out of the door looking at the sky.

Then it all went crimson.

Heard of Babel fish?

It’s this translating engine by altavista which can be used to translate text into many languages, it can also be used to make new blog posts when you are absolutely out of ideas. I translated the above story into spanish and then back into english and here are the results.

When I raised the train this morning did not have any track nobodies that were always going to be my trip passed of the train. It was stopped near the door and sipped in a cup of fresh and honest coffee since I have made daily by the 5 last years.

We passed the two following stations without much difficulty, and approached my shutdown, when the sky gave return suddenly crimson. Nonred, crimson, deeply crimson. I have never seen such color always before in my life, but watching it knew it that he was crimson dark perfect. For any blue blooded to Indian, I one inclined outside the door, to obtain a better glance, asking in the same time porqué no other looked like interested. It knew that a second party after it put my head outside that my head was in the trajectory of the 8:15 that went the other way.

I have luckyly reflected very fast so I unfortunately fitted to pressure my posteriora part of the head, near ten other passengers of the Co decided a second previous party that they must also investigate porqué inclined to me outside the door that watched the sky.

Then everything was crimson.

Here is Japanese to English.

When I now morning rode in the train, as for me the thing did not have the thing beginning which does the fact that that is my last train travelling with anything. I stand, as I do between every day of last 5 years in the vicinity of the door, am new, it is the glass of the honest coffee, it inhaled.

Suddenly, when the sky turns magenta, we transferred the next two places which do not have many noises, got near to my stop. Magenta it is not red, deep magenta. That I looked at that kind of color of my life never before and am not that being complete, it had known that it is dark magenta looking at that. Everyone why that has interest for the sake of, rather than thinking simultaneously in doubt, in order to obtain good glance with any blue the Indian person, me it tilted from the door, blooded. My head after the second when I me put in place my head from that and crack was in the road of 8:15 other methods of going, you had known.

Fortunately and I possess very fast reflection, therefore unfortunately as for me the passenger of other co approximately 10 first it decided the back section of my head, why it was tilted from the door where excessively I look at the sky, you investigate, the second when it becomes and cracks you stopped.

Then that went magenta entirely.

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ciao

Schizo