The world is just too fucked up for him to exist at all. But he exists anyway whether we like it or not, in constant questions of the centuries...
I came here to write about stuff but now I can't think of anything that's really truly bothering me at the moment. Maybe my thyroid is in sync now with other things in my body. It's not being a little bitch today... I've been listening harder and deeper into the things that I see or feel or hear of course - tones of voice, body language (listen very hard), listen to their eye movement/contact, their smiles, when and where they smile. It's been getting me out of the dark lately because I've been more in tune with my surroundings, or so I like to think, unless I'm being very nicely deceived.
I feel like I've finally come down from the acid. Yes, more than a month ago. The only thing I learned maybe was to NOT do acid. I must be in the right state of mind and the right state and the surrounded with other minds that I find to be "right." But we are all segments of the universal mind... I can't just be ok with thinking I'm so right and comfortable in such a tweaked mindset, I can't just be there alone, by myself, surrounded by others who are on common ground.
blah blah blah blah blahb albh
I met someone last night and we botch offered our shoulders to each other if we ever needed or wanted to cry. Then we talked extensively about shitting and/or farting, burping...
And when I thought about doing or saying this... and I didn't... and I regretted it ever since.
----------
"And something happened on the night I last drank with you in the neon glow.
Now I don't see you anymore. "
No comments:
Post a Comment