One for Myself, One for Father, & One for the Other
Three Chambers Loaded Three Heads Exploded
I have begun wearing my tri-ammo necklace again. It reminds me of many fun times I've had, but it also reminds me of my father, and how many times he beat me. Regardless, we still have something in common... We've both died three times.
If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.
The Never Existing Obligations
I've never been thrilled with being alone, I've also never been thrilled with being with someone. I confuse myself more than anyone can understand. My mind has been known to process the most outrageous calculations to which I never wanted to calculate. "The average human uses 10% of their brain", Based on that aspect does that legally make me above average? Is it really better that I use 30%? My mind becomes so clustered I can't even remember my name, yet alone say "Hello" to a passing friend. I enjoy simplicity, unfortunately I don't come across it too often. Something always stands in my way creating a conjuction of problematic issues. Be it myself or another entity, I see it as an issue.
Aristotle was famous for knowing everything. He taught that the brain exists merely to cool the blood and is not involved in the process of thinking. This is true only of certain persons.
I end this post in thought of previous happenings and situations. I've found myself to be one of extraordinary manipulative expressions. Yet, I'm never the one to place myself in that situation, thus, I am the one being manipulated.