My time
Lately, I am lost for words. I am picking up pieces of information like jigsaw puzzle corners and trying to make sense of a puzzle that can never be complete. I see the vastness of my future. I know the misfortunes of my past. I often ponder the mystery of memory and why it is so hard to come by as one gets significantly older.
I see no escape from my fixed blade. I think about the struggled lifestyle that my father lived, and wonder if I will grow up to be just like him. I love him to death, but am not able to communicate with him due to lack of understanding. He does not see what I see.
He is stuck in his own mindgame, and I am stuck in mine, I suppose. I wish I could explain how I view life to you, I should say. If one were to truly wonder how I see life, I could tell them that I see skeletons dancing around. I can look at someone walking by me and dig into every layer of tissue until I see the skeleton inside of them dancing around. I see distinct mannerisms that an octopus would make, but only, I see humans collecting shiny things and placing them into a special spot for safe keeping. What draws an octopus in and what drives the octopus to collect shiny objects(if it is only an animal or creature). I see the animals within us all.
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I see no escape from my fixed blade. I think about the struggled lifestyle that my father lived, and wonder if I will grow up to be just like him. I love him to death, but am not able to communicate with him due to lack of understanding. He does not see what I see.
He is stuck in his own mindgame, and I am stuck in mine, I suppose. I wish I could explain how I view life to you, I should say. If one were to truly wonder how I see life, I could tell them that I see skeletons dancing around. I can look at someone walking by me and dig into every layer of tissue until I see the skeleton inside of them dancing around. I see distinct mannerisms that an octopus would make, but only, I see humans collecting shiny things and placing them into a special spot for safe keeping. What draws an octopus in and what drives the octopus to collect shiny objects(if it is only an animal or creature). I see the animals within us all.
alexgrey.com Tool lyrics Any information on alcoholism loneliness meant to be study human anatomy and physiology ponder death for a month question religion paint your brain think outside the box give up worldly possessions watch your grandmother not be able to survive unless she has her ocd fix beat ocd with pure, unadulturated laziness. get in fights with loved ones let someone beat you up try paralization-tis better than the bible think about what you really spent your time doing in school when you were a young kid and you will really see who you are. I spent time looking beyond the fingers to see the missing fingers, humming during reading time, watching my teachers make fools out of themselves when it was work time, and constant forgetfullness under pressure. get me out of this it is a test meant for everyone and pain is an illusion
think about an itch. tis a tiny pain signal, that's all. and you thought you had an itch. nonono read between the lines, trust your better half, and follow your own judgement.