does any1 ever get drunk and wanna write on here? well this is what happens when u do (sry 4 misspelling)
work
roof 4h
bath 1/2h
shaking down the tree
we think the fruit of the future will light up the past. what if the past is so mis construde we identifie with what is known. take a cloud for example. we only see shapes and pictures that we recollect from personal experiences. re collect. break it down and we are recollecting images, smells, texture, what taste is and what reverberates in an atmosphere, that we are fortunate to have, that bounces vibrations off of things to give us sound. why cant we step outside of the box? the box that says there us nothing else but what is known. do u know how to except what is known or to just know what they tell you. cant any 1 else feel for themselves? if not than i have nothing else for u cause i have felt my own sence of justice (if thats even the right word for all the things i am trying 2 define right now) for as long as i can remember. it has nothing to do with anger for some1 else's wrongs. it has to do with ur own harmony. if u havent felt it then i hope u do. im rambling so ill end it. have we really contorted ourselves into excepting that we owe nothing to any1 except money or material possessions? we owe our thoughts and imaginations to our selves.
talk with a friend calms to the end.
i dont want any1 here with me but i want some one who can watch and understand where i am
