Im starting to admit how much the last two years has impacted me. i believe i was denying it because i wanted to have risen above it, shrug it off like i was impervious to it.
i think the greater power lies in being honest with oneself.
either the way, the affects will take place and when that is more so accepted and understood, the better starting point you have with dealing with it .
My tummys’ got avocado grass
and applejuice skies
with clouds of gin.
My minds’ got fog
a bench long worn down
and a game I can’t win.
If you’re not a betting person
why you bet on this-
my sick disorientation.
The weather will change
wind, rain, snow and sun,
all inside this creation.
Wird press this
I appreciate you wanting to get to know how it goes –
that carnival in my brain.
But you can only eat so much cotton candy in one day.
You’ll read this again,
and you’ll be frustrated again
I’m like a train that has the caboose on the other end of yours.
Keep running after your sandwich,
you won’t get enough of the cheese
until you do.
And then you’ll be sick
for quite awhile.
It’s okay dear,
only the strong mess around with my carnival.
The Christmas spirit sure drives moving anchors. Im grounded but I am growing. Time will fall out of its cabin, like I will crawl from my cocoon. i am not waiting for anything to click, i am just choosing celery over poptarts on a regular basis. i must instill patience. Even popcorn takes two minutes to become its edible cloud puff.
Internal electric does its course and i can be the source of forward moment. I just have to be best friends with Time .
Warm swirling energetic chaos simmering inside- like a turtle about to start a race.
You know you’re about to do great things.
The mind is so powerful. Can make or break your moment, your hour, your day.
It’s difficult for those that struggle with taking control. To readjust your head, be authoritative and administer the care and direction.
It is very worth it. And will continue to need tuning, and realignment. Sometimes you will react poorly to a comment and forget that you have the ability to regulate.
And sometimes these nice sugar dust brain waves, pair perfectly with that simmering chaos and you will know how beautiful it all is.
The slender drool that carries love boats in the slow, meanderic but gravity provoked current. To reach the lake of soft relaxation on a European 800 fill power white goose down pillow. And the sails go up and the breath travels the heart sparkles around and warms so whole heartedly that the consideration of cozying up on the shores of this beautiful contentment, is just as rational as deepening the lake.
I’m too afraid to go to outerspace
because what if i get sick and throw up on my new hairstyle. Or in getting stuck floating through the wonders. Would it be a peaceful way to go, or is suffocating, still suffocating.
The stars sit so comfortably in its’ galaxy hold.
The relationships between it all up there, be so delicate and firm.
The sky is never the limit.
and maybe the galactic beauty that melts my heart bones and leaves a thick layer of motivation, is always ever the drive to do and be better.
You are the soulstice to my ever glowing nature. The soulutions I find in my everyday.
Your soulfullness resonates in my bones, that warm laundrified fuzzy blanket against bone skin.
How soulganic we are in our soulitude. You soulidify so much purpose in my being, that soulving kind of souldier, dedicated not to beat the problems, but to make them understood.
The absoulute of my breath, the consoulable feature of all teddy bear grub.
My resoulationial feats when I get stuck in mind mud. I’d stay in isoulation with you, fuel ourselves with our gasouline and live in the factual heat. That all of this means
you are my soul mate.
Climbing through the window into WordPress House is like coming home. I don’t come through the door because that’s too easy. Over half the houses have video ring doorbells and get visual and it’s not like I don’t want to be seen.. it’s just if i can have the strength and power and wherewithall, to fit through a window now before i can’t, i really wise well should. Living afterall, while I can, is like living once. And then you were never here. Anyways. cool to pop my head in every once and while. It feels like the feng shway of this place never gets old. And that’s one of the things that keep me young.
You cant keep blocking or ignoring the feelings. They can swim. You cant drown them with alcoholic ice or drugs. Numbing them doesn’t make them flee forever. You will always come back to them in some way or another if you don’t properly work through them, with them. Your freedom-to live happier, is worth it.
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