(no subject)
I could feel you crashing all up into me
you smashed your face
I felt a little bit more retired
than before when you were whole
I bet when you think of yourself it is those days
I think when I think of myself it is then, too
I feel like I'm greased by Tourette's so I can repeat a function
do a task until you can really do a task so well that you know how many steps it takes
some days it is 271
a good day would be 250
a bad day would be 300 or more
no, those numbers are made up, I am busy forming other ideas than a number at those moments
repeat your daily pattern
complete a mental picture
go walk by the lake for a minute
the greatest moments are when you can fully contemplate the reality of a situation
and treat it, view it and narrate it as it completely is, fully, filled up, brim-touched,
at least as though your full faculties are absorbed in that vision
and you are perfectly clearly able to enjoy the washing over of events
time becomes a long receding sidewalk
what they say does not import so much conclusively negative self-realization as it used to
I know my ugly ways
They are mine alone and I love me for that
I think you're a soul with a body
(a mystic, and I can't keep up)
no, no
yes, yes
next phase now please
pretty
please?
(with a cherry...?)
I'd highly recommend watching this: VBS' Doin' It Baja because it seems like a goodly time, something we ought to do already, all of us, and by them, I mean me (of course).
you smashed your face
I felt a little bit more retired
than before when you were whole
I bet when you think of yourself it is those days
I think when I think of myself it is then, too
I feel like I'm greased by Tourette's so I can repeat a function
do a task until you can really do a task so well that you know how many steps it takes
some days it is 271
a good day would be 250
a bad day would be 300 or more
no, those numbers are made up, I am busy forming other ideas than a number at those moments
repeat your daily pattern
complete a mental picture
go walk by the lake for a minute
the greatest moments are when you can fully contemplate the reality of a situation
and treat it, view it and narrate it as it completely is, fully, filled up, brim-touched,
at least as though your full faculties are absorbed in that vision
and you are perfectly clearly able to enjoy the washing over of events
time becomes a long receding sidewalk
what they say does not import so much conclusively negative self-realization as it used to
I know my ugly ways
They are mine alone and I love me for that
I think you're a soul with a body
(a mystic, and I can't keep up)
no, no
yes, yes
next phase now please
pretty
please?
(with a cherry...?)
I'd highly recommend watching this: VBS' Doin' It Baja because it seems like a goodly time, something we ought to do already, all of us, and by them, I mean me (of course).