alone again as always…….
what is going on with u? what is ur life becoming? divuldge in me? i truely do miss the talks we had, and i was proud of the tasks u were accomplishing….. why is it that i do not recipricate it? …. tell me… am i too odd, too old, too creepy, too straightforward, or too much of the past, too insignificant to the future? be a part of ur collaberation?…………………… i want to change the world, to be a change in the world, or at least impact the minds of people who are able minded enough to make a stand, to project sumthing better than what is common. uncommonly i thought we were united in the front of that, even if the avenue we persued and acted out that was different i thought from time to time we forged a path in parellel, at least i thought. maybe i am dillusional….. well i am for certain really… but i like to think sum of my minds eye is actually peering and percieving sumthing actual, my lord……. my mind is as curly as my waxed mustche curling like the toes of a climaxing nympho on x. i will be sumthing more….potent and i wont stop my fucking tramples without calling others to arms!!!! without effort to stand…. on more than the ideas of this dysfunctional state..country.. western world. i want to transcend, elevate..and obliterate things and strangle hold others as to not lose them….. not lose faith, in what little beliefs i do have, as far fetched as they are, the hope is not what keeps them alive, they will always live but the hope keeps them warm, the open hand, open mind and open invitation keeps its ticket price, when all else is watered down…. so then why is there so many who find it opportune to deny? without even the truth of denial in tangible form, I FEEL NOT JUST ALONE….. but SHUNNED……. sad thoughts to endure when its about people and things that you respect…. or respected….. intrusions, dellusions, retributions, obviouse conclusions and pussing protrusions (of self worth) …these things eat by day and knaw at night, deterioring , devouring, dismantling, disheartening, dismaying and dis-enchanting all that brings delight, because to feel alone in a wonderworld brings the conclusion of dellusion, of exile, of a soaring projectile and its bounding further from whence it came, further away from the point of origin, at full force a divorce….. the utter union retracted. all alone impacted, indeifferent from all else, i am at odds with this world and im at odds with myself for standing BY myself….. when i know right where i stand…….alone again as always …………
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- HopelesssDreamEr replied:
i hope you understand im in a position where im tracked like a spy and trusted like a thief. not much room left for anything unseen. fukt but that’s how i must like it.
May 30th, 2010 at 2:38 AM. Permalink.