( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

The next local that realizes who I am and says 'bored, now' whenever I walk by is getting turned into a rat.

With potent, flowery words speak I, of something common, vulgar, dry; I weave webs of pedantic prose,in effort to befuddle those, who think I wile time away, in lofty things, above all day, the common kind that linger where Monadic beings live and fare; Practical I may not be, but life, it seems, is full of me!

What. The. Fuck.