Toasty roast. Psychosomatic tomato fantastic. I really don't want to update this now that I've begun. I wanted to write some of what I've done lately, such as Krakow. It was awesome what I saw some of the time a bit crazy, a bit of spinning out of control if you would compare the flushing of a toilet to the flushing of a whole people, of people as a whole because the world was really going to shit whenever someone thought there was a difference between you and I.
Between the cracks in our minds we slip little notes rolled up and get smoked like the barren earth from which we're birthed.
I'm all in for personal expression so here, but hear, you can't project your expectations on the space between sentences without sentencing yourself. Maybe you don't hear yourself, that other people should know already what you have to say. You don't have to. You don't have anything to give if you don't already cherish that someone is willing to take from you. Giving forth and relinquishing are quite opposite, but consider it giving or giving up. Synonyms of antonyms distinguish this. I find lately the curious equalizing of the word have to mean must. Possessing something is not to be taken for granted, though it may have been granted to you. That is a privilege. What the fuck be so frantic for? You only realize the value of time when that's all you don't have left, in the end. By that time you are not ahead of the game because it's not a game, and there is no winning.
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