“ Listening to the formalities within the tired brain … Driving I crazy yet who is really ‘sane’ in the year you live in. The pressure isn’t dealt with greatly. Artificial moon nightly. I’ve gotta be reacting an end one of these days but… truth is my ways with karma actually treats me to 340 years of age. Yes I’ve treated myself and others so well my days my ‘GOD’ blessed me with immaculate physical health. My Thai I uh oh why? I rephrase my eye I see has dealt with so much death my passings aren’t being lonely. Yes I’m alone. Yes I’m a drone. “
Peace,
“Creativity with a passion, for a purpose!… To entertain!… To motivate!… To inspire!…”
“ Yet I have no phone. No recollection of anything. I loved myself every minute … yet I felt critters creating craters on my face … in my stomach … Itchy yet horny but no rear horns nor front ones … just down ones (down ones) down ones … … down ones … down ones … oh my god I saw nothing near. No no no no no no no … no love is here… … No love is here … Valentines Day 3034. “
Peace,
“ Creativity with a passion, for a purpose!… To entertain!… To motivate!… To inspire!”
On a day with no ‘love’ but it… is a day… a ‘love holiday’ it is. Yeah there was a date but I took myself places… .. – by myself… … Oh by myself I loved … Oh by myself I wed… That Wednesday when I was all about down ‘n out … ooh… (Disco music on in Victor’s head), but he wasn’t as happy as his words showed … A lying of an owl yet I’m no turtle dove. A “broken Paul Heyman”…
Peace,
“ Creativity with a passion, for a purpose!…To entertain!…To motivate!…To inspire! “
“ There was turmoil at upper land of Cosmos Movie Theatre last night. I felt horsepowers of miles per hour … um … the amount of pain … um … the heat I was feeling was just insane! I felt freakish like my hopes were on a leash. So outside of this Earth in terms of a reality. I really was outside of myself. The upper echelon, if you will … of um … “
[ MYSTERIOUS constant BANGING ensues … ] ( then 16 seconds exactly goes by and… complete silence)
“ Where were my thoughts I think? The interruptions around the world, but… I just can’t believe I’m in a ‘CUSTOMER/NEIGHBORHOOD WARS’ episode from A&E. Trembling as I’m writing in my journal… I just can’t believe it! Yes! A baby cried! A baby cried again! The vehicle is two spots parked to the right of me, it is on… appears maybe locked … (New age they have HaVe the key), but even though it is 52 degrees outside and in February… Is this still ok I’m thinking? I’m not going to … but I’m not going to say I didn’t think to … then … the mother returns to said red Dodge SUV … … … … … … … … … … … … … … “
Peace,
“ Creativity with a passion, for a purpose!… To entertain!… To motivate!… To inspire!”
From a Washed down-town-brown Matthew Brown but he claims his name is in the Space Jam Movie …
“ OH MY GOD that Space Jam Soundtrack will not leave my head! Then I for the life of me could not get the cheerleaders singing “ All Right! Here’s your chance! Take your dance at the Space Jam! Alright! “ … Then not to mention that my daze is stuck! My earworm lately is so so so fly! “ I believe I can fly! “ Oh … My lord it won’t … leave me alone! Then these strange goblins won’t leave me alone! I felt compelled to twist the fiction. Fiction… Fiction … Fiction the realities.Hmmm… The interesting scenarios are the talks shouldn’t be alive! I have to pee, but no I don’t want to go unless I’m home ya see! … “ Oh GOD OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!!! OH GOD!!! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! …
“ I felt thy thinking was stolen. Fright isn’t a thing, but stares were present I felt… This white suv parked next to me while I’m failing at finding my solitude. Yeah their beats are banging, … thumping in the vehicle of theirs’ like they are near no one… So… yeah that’s ignorant as can be. Presumably , assumptions are alive in the air. Yeah it’s raining but … uh … when will we … all … Us humans to treat each other with caring competence occur on this Mother Earth we all reside on? … We call this home. Dumpsters over-flowing, no cardboard being broken down. Selfish crowns worn by clowns. Staring feeling drawn to me. Stares like I’m inconsiderately not welcome here, but yet they’ve had that ignorance bumping like no care … inconsiderate air, but why are they still here? Didn’t they get those groceries well. A spell to me? Impatience? Curiosity killed the cat but when will their ignorant asses leave I think… Hunger feelings now… Not quite 15-20 minutes since the bodies have returned from the store. “ What’s up with the haunted bumps?” I wanted to shout… but… They left… then… “
Peace,
“ Creativity with a passion, for a purpose!… To entertain!… To motivate!… To inspire!”…
“ Cop doing his rounds. Societies at fringes, but everything basically is ‘normal’ today. … … May … be … Maybe I just … had too much caffeine. Thank god for medical cannabis … or I might have had a heart attack by now. … “
“ Repetitious heartbeat recognized via left wrist pulse.” “ Seen a vein jump.”
“ UAP/ UAC “ [Unidentified Aerial Phenomenon/ Unidentified Adam Copeland]
“ I feel so damn high off of this medical cannabis! Up to the rooftops. Back down to the floor… the moon forward and red conclusions in. Eyes perhaps … strength tops? Let’s see!… A Wednesday! All Elite Dynamite! Top tonight? Possibly Adam Copeland. He’s the only friend I have. Sometimes I look up to him like a mentor. HEY There’s EDGE! HEY There’s Christian Cage! Hey, there’s a … back and forth pendulum!?! Who’s your favorite?! “ ADAM COPELAND IS MY FRIEND BROTHER! ADAM COPELAND is my BROTHER! “ Is this medical cannabis too strong…or is ADAM COPELAND REALLY MY BROTHER? “ OH!… He’s everyone’s BROTHER!… BROTHER!… !!! … So … I ran that over my brother’s head 45 times and he said I was crazy … but NO I said it was the unidentified Adam Copeland … “
“ I couldn’t figure to fathom what was going on. Just bleak surroundings. I was waiting for my girlfriend to get back in the vehicle for a laundry ‘put-away’ on laundry day but it just took forever for her return. Yeah there was too much ‘goings-on-afterwards. News of a close-relative dying, but yet there’s a coffee smoothie melting … it’s November and it feels like spring. Waiting forever it seems so I escaped to writing fiction. Oh the presence of the loudmouths were ‘ever near’. The horns, negative mood-ones, and transgression-holders. Yet the complex wasn’t where I was at. It was where I yearned to be, but maybe that’s where I’m at financially from the struggles I see. Trembling with the sweating with the writing. Blue pen, but it’s writing black and … Weird Wonderful Wednesday … Oh geez I guess I gotta go … hurry her up … “
Peace,
“ Creativity with a passion, for a purpose!… To entertain!… To motivate!… To inspire! “
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