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 as oot any% shifts back to vc-j, my mind wanders to the ess adapters
 and to the virtual console, that doesn't crash when gim is performed
 and to the old kakariko route, resetting the console to save time
 and to the timing method, the arbitrary start and end points
 my mind wanders...
 
 to the homebrewed wii, the region freed wad,
 to the replacement joystick, to the hori mini pad,
 to the rubber band, tape, and grease
 my mind wanders...
 
 to the practice, the process, the savestate
 to the gameshark, the game saver, the gecko code
 to the cheating, the splicing, the policing
 the audio waveform
 my mind wanders...
 
 to the timer, the inconsistency, the dropped frames
 to the bitrate, the capture card, the interlacing
 to the emulator, the graphics plugin, the deadzone
 the deadzone...
 
 the ess adapters are subtle, invisible, already in use
 i see the grand decentralization of it all
 my mind wanders...
 
 to the ique player, the fast memory card, the old gamecube laser
 to the ps2 disc speed, the sloppy port, the hd remaster
 to the pal cartridge, the patched glitch, the japanese text speed
 to the turbo controller, the rules
 the rules!
 
 all the categories are arbitrary
 perhaps marksoupial said it best:
 do whatever you want, there are literally no rules
 
 the futility of it all. the statistical waiting game
 grinding endless attempts, waiting for the outlier
 never enough, suboptimal, improvable
 my mind wanders...
 
 to the rng, the frame perfect timing, the human error
 to the attempts, the streams, the splits
 to the audience, the shit talk, the cliques
 the fame
 my mind wanders...
 
 to the traveling, the marathons,
 sexually harrassed, fleeing, hiding
 reclusive, paranoid, getting high
 playing smash, destroying my wrists
 my mind wanders...
 to the life i poured into it all
 working in a frenzy, managing a community
 disrupting speedrunning
 building upon it, something new and greater
 and then it fell in upon itself
 jiano saw it first; i was foolish
 it couldn't be unified; all the categories are arbitrary
 
 finished painting my nails, doing my makeup
 put on some mascara, roll up my thigh highs
 all the categories are arbitrary
 
 slip on a skirt, buy a new dress
 feel the pain from the laser
 all the categories are arbitrary
 
 leaving the clinic, bottles in my hand
 spironolactone, estradiol
 all the categories are arbitrary