WHILE MOM AND DAD ARE PENNIES WHILE UNCLE IS BRIGHT SHINY DIMES. MESSAGES FROM HEAVEN.
MY DEPRESSION IS LESSENING THE MORE I REPROGRAM MY BRAIN.
I SAW A MAN AT A BUS STOP WHILE DRIVING HERE (SRS) TALKING TO HIMSELF AND GESTICULATING. THERE WAS NO ONE ELSE AROUND. I GUESS WE HAVE TO EXORCISE THE PARENTAL OVER RIDES. HE REMINDED ME OF THE WORK I STILL HAVE TO DO.
I'VE BEEN VISUALIZING WHAT I WANT TO SEE. I HAVE TO IMAGINE THE FEELING TO ACCOMPANY MY HEAVEN. FUNNY THERE'S NO WORD FOR PROJECTING YOUR FEELINGS. WHAT DO I WANT TO FEEL.
WHAT DO I WANT TO FEEL?
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