Diagnols Shanti! Ticker-tape of the unconscious and rainbo/blo conversations. Anna the improvisational bluesy singer, the dynamic forged road ahead and behind, the gleaming marble eyed drops.
Skew line magnifying glasses rolling over the Earth of our relationships, I think some creatures view them so self importantly, selfishly, thus feeling that everyone around them is selfish (not giving them enough). The less self absorbed and focused you are the more parts of the creatures you feel you love you'll accept.
It's like searching for your missing piece, right Shel? Once you've got it you find it's not the answer. It's fine to have a space bar located 'round your palms. A default!
I have a hard time knowing where to put my NATP with this illness, damned if you do, damned if you don't. I'm sleep deprived, time for napping after going to bed in a crevice next to air with four other best girls, long walks to Magnolia at 3 a.m., spittle demanding:
"A., tell me!, are we like the other girls? Do the other girls want to bandaid the world, do the other girls like the film and music and the corroded!"
He said he didn't know.