Am i tired,
Or just empty?
So far disconnected from that which i call home that i can barely hear the words whispered within the wind, anymore.
My problems don't seem to be THE problem,
But symptoms of the larger thing.
The unnameable, daunting and dangerous, probably deadly
Larger thing.
Are there solutions to problems you can't see?
Are there answers
When
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it's not sex, man.
sex is neither the problem or the solution.
it can be a beautiful or exploited medium, just like any facet of life.
just one of many pleasurable ways to pass the time.
lack vision?
try shrooming.
i promise it won't kill you.
i promise god won't damn you to hell for putting yourself in a submissive and receptive spiritual mode. you'll see firsthand that all living things are, in fact, connected. in other cultures' religions hallucinogens are the key spiritual aspect to piecing together one's dreams and where one belongs in this ever-waking dream state we call life.
not for you?
write a hopeful poem.
(you have a gift for seething emotion through word).
practice that whirly the fates graced you with
(when you're playing minimalistically,
you're one of the greatest pianists i know).
beat box
(it always made your depressed room mate happy).
help your ocd room mate clean up and organize
(it always made your crazy room mate happy).
give your lady the night off and come drinking with your mates and all the other shit i tried to push for when we lived together which never densitized (which is why i'm walkin' on).
prolly not exactly what you want to hear,
but i've never been good at telling people what they want to hear.
all i have left to give is truth and breath.
praise god in whatever form and medium god exists.
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