I , SINCE MEMORY SERVES, READ MEANING IN THE LEAVES OF TIME, THE LEAVES OF TREES, THE SOFT SOUND OF MOMENTS WHERE CHAOS STUNS ITSELF INTO SILENT ADMIRATION THAT QUICKENS THE PACE AND MAKES BABIES WAKE UP IN A BURST OF SUDDEN LAUGHTER, REALISING THEY ACTUALLY EXIST & THAT IS PRECISELY THE FUN IN GRABBING ON TO YOUR TOES, IT ‘S THAT THEY ARE THERE, AND WITHOUT YOU THEY WOULDN’T BE… I LIVE IN A PERMANENT STATE OF SHOCK, WHERE A DYNAMIC LIFESTYLE AND CRANKING UP THE ENERGYSTREAMS IS THE ONLY THINGS THAT STAND BETWEEN ALIVE AND CATATONIC, BETWEEN DANCING & SHIVERING, BETWEEN MIXED FEELINGS AND JUST PAIN. MY BODY HURTS, MY MIND HURTS, MY EYES & DESIRES BURN HOLES IN TOMORROW. I NEED CONSTANT ACTION AND FLOW TO CONVERT THIS NEURO-ACHE INTO A BIO-ELECTRIC INTEREST IN SURVIVING FOR BETTER EVEN WHEN IT ‘S MORE THAN LIKELY REASONABLE TO EXPECT DETERIORATION LIKE A CURSE, AINNIT, WHEN YOU START ANTICIPATING WORSE….
I WRITE WITH MY MIND’S EYE, AND I SUCK AT COMMUNICATING. I NEVER KNOW WHAT PEOPLE WANT, MEAN, ACCEPT TO EXPECT, SUCH DUALITIES FRACTALISED INTO DOUBTSCENARIOS I SEE A BUNCH OF CONTRADICTORY WISHES IN A SINGLE FACE, AS IF DEFINING A MOMENT IN ANOTHERS’ LIFE BY SIMPLY PICKING A BOX TO TICK, TONITE YOU CAN BE IDENTIFYING WITH 50% BITCHY, 30 % SUPERSILLY AND YES SAUCE IT UP WITH SOME CREATIVE LUST IN THE REMAINING 20, LIKE WE WALK INTO EACH OTHERS’ MENTAL FRAMEWORK TO AT LEAST MOMENTARILY BE FRAMED AND RESONANT, EVEN THOUGH GLASS SLIPPERS NEVER GIVE
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