dawn

You’d assume that a psycho has a lot of tricks, right?

“And his head spins around, just like the exorcist”-Poe

Only kidding🤣

Try to explain it well, try to articulate the best you can, through doubt and flinch and all that head bullshit.

We must keep going.

I, you, everyone.

Whatever you have to fucking do, fucking whatever, you keep going.

If I try, and the stars line up, and Jupiter is in retrograde, and the dolphins are happy, and the crystals vibrate the correct frequency, and the sunset at Stonehenge is jjjjjust right….

A trick?

Maybe.

My head can pop off of my neck, it can go out and land on someone else, and I can see right through their eyes.

Astral projection?

I doubt it.

Just a hyper imagination.

I said once, ” imagination and empathy are closely related”- Justin Klein

And I’m cool as fuck, so I must be right, that’s how wisdom works? Right? 🤣🤣🤣

I’m fucking tryin…

You can’t stop the output and it’s not even an adversary thing, not what you think, it’s no more “me versus you” than a person versus another person. I’m kinda sick of that shit.

Conflict and competition,courage and cowardice, curt and cunning, collections of curses without verses, calamity constructions and case workers currently caravanning cross country.

Everything is so much.

You have to smile, you have to. You’ll lose your mind if you stare at the whole thing.

I’m so sorry, sorry ….

But I have to.

“Empathy is a two way street”

While I feel and I care and hope the true winners win, and the true losers either learn or get culled,,,mmmmmmm🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

I have other tricks.

Turn off your ears before you turn off your mouth, or in this case, your fingers.

There’s something there, in the act, and I feel it’s more important, more important than the ears and the eyes, why the fuck would anyone want to be famous?

The fuck you do that to me?

The wrong one, but that’s OK and I’m OK.

I’d rather have the mouth, a one sided conversation or some shit said in code, that’s not how I operate because why the fuck would I?

No no no.

Kindness, decency, respect,boundaries and space, a little room to free flow, a lot of room, no rules.

Ahhhh, I’m in love with that.

I’ll turn you off before I give that up.

Careful which voices you let in, I think voices may be power. Good and evil, blah blah blah,

“I have no desire to stand before the entire universe as a shit bag”

Feel the same? Do you? Do you feel like I do? Like Peter Frampton does?

I hope.

Because that shit is scary out there, very confusing, very erratic.

Not my fault, not yours.

Decency is NOT some redneck shit, be decent , have respect. Or be a dick, don’t bother my ass none.

There’s probably no hell that you’re going to, and even if there was, I wouldn’t wish that for any of them…..

The fuck was I yappin about?

Ah yes, ears and mouth.

Must be some balance there, some line between really listening and just fucking talking, ” I wouldn’t listen to me”

Probably not.

Typing helps, and I’ll take that to the grave, give a fuck about the ears, probably should butttttttttttttttttt.

Man, I’m so fucked up, there’s so much to undo, it feels overwhelming.

I’m grateful for the solid advice.

But I also don’t want to catch myself dancing, because I’m a bitch too, just a cat of a different coat (GOT rains of castemere ).

I try and I mean well, that’s where I have to start from, don’t really care about you. Hope you do well,buttttttttttt, none of my mood hinges on you and I’ve learned that it HAS to be that way.

Codependency, genetic trauma, life lessons, whatever. It HAS to be that way, otherwise you’re flying off at any whim. You’re following any snake charmer. Any fool that opens the mouth must be as wise as Solomon.

And Solomon is my mother fucker, to hell with popular thinkers, take a seat, stay in your lane.

Solomon cool as fuck,

And Jewish!

So I’m not antisemitic , in reality I never was, just curious about a story, a story that traversed history and tanked empires,,,loads and loads of blood on many many hands,,,,but still…..Solomon cool as fuck. I stand on that.

i just let out a fart that filled up my car. One of those farts that makes you think about burning your sweater.One of those farts that makes you want to take a shower, immediately. One of those farts that makes you feel like love is impossible, one of those farts that makes you jealous of skunks, one of those farts that denies elections.Fuck this blog 🤣🤣 is

I bet you could beat a polygraph by thinking about the solar system.-

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I want to do it again.

But this time, I want to fight the door, I want to fight that part of it.

Fear, panic, helpless to what’s about to happen.

The body rejects it, right at the door, right at the moment of falling.

Eesh, blacked out for a split second, there was nothing I could do, just that half second,,,that little mother fucker.

I’m not hard, not in the face of real shit.

But I know it, now I’m awake , now I know exactly where that moment resides.

I bet people can learn to beat panic, freaking the fuck out internally or externally.I bet you could learn to manage it,productively.

That door is scary,, you won’t cry out because of the rushing air, but your mind,,,eeesh, split second of ” get ready to die”. On the real level. On the what the fuck are you doing with your life level,,,

Something tucked into the memory keeps telling me ” you should pay attention to that moment, don’t forget it”

Atrophied brain receptors.

I like tying those words together, makes ya sound smart, it’s real though, too many drugs and fried out little mouths in the dome,

No water, no liquid,

Dormant.

The problem was never the world, it was all in my head.

Say you’ll remember,

Physiological .

The wages of sin might be death and fried regions of the brain, it’s very likely. No one to blame. But I’m not dead, and there’s a door that needs fighting,,put my nuts on it.

You might be able to fix the Isreal/Palestine situation with some sort of time share?

One group gets the holy sites sunday thru Wednesday , then they trade?

Probably wouldn’t work out….shit…..

Alright…..hear me out….

” a coin toss”

Once and for all, for all the stakes, the big enchilada,,,all the pressure in the world resting on a little piece of metal spinning in the air. All the blood, all the terror, all the horror and tragedy ,, all in one coin toss.

That’s a pretty intense goddamn coin toss, holy shit. Probably wouldn’t happen…sigh.. back to the drawing board.. I’m gonna keep working on this, don’t you worry. I’m on the case. Shit is gonna get fixed on my watch.

No one seems to have any good ideas , no ideas at all really. Tough topic, throw enough ideas at anything, not because you’re helping but because ideas are fun.

It’s pretty neat that we get ideas, love ideas