Mind and body..
I absolutely want to separate from compulsion.
It gets worse every day, and I feel shame to myself.
Like I’m disappointed in me.
It’s fucking drag.
(You are both the actor and the audience)
The accused and the judge.
The mind is SO MUCH..
So much that it can be terrifying… I like it… I like trying to jot down dream fragments… I like fiddling for Melody..
I like the mind.
In all people.
I stand by that, It is a very specific and unique part of biology.
On this planet.
Why oh why.??
Why would this one creature be set aside from all these other creatures?
Seems like a spark,in the distant past, ancient…
You can believe what you want to believe.
I like to speculate.
Toss-up colors then try to poke little holes in them..
Little fog clouds..
(You kept going when the world hated it… You claimed What you wanted… But I don’t think you even knew)
Correct.
(you are a fool with a very silly brain 🧠)
Correct. …
(anything to say for yourself?)
…….
Boot camp.
Punches to the face.
Repeating every 6 minutes.
One to the jaw.
(complete isolation and detox from all elements)
Habits?
(yes)
Silent retreat.
Rewire the brain..
(yes)
It…it feels like hope .
(that might be wrong too)
Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid
dawn 