excepting that the force of the flow is merely a parallel set of lines
electrified when you push this force to manifest the realization
eventually the truth comes out. now familiar faces and places are
masked. i am not good at investing. it says i know the answer all
alone in questioning the right script. taking words and red lights
signs that we should take it down until perhaps we become
accidentally attached. reaching for a higher realm of asking &
receiving. what am i really crying about anyway. i feel weak.
too much drama for one day.
off to learn something, then
another day of childlike
wonder.
be more intriguing.
see... the sex makes
us wait.
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