how strange. to wake up . to walk and think and ride the simple human longing to make this world more fun. not better. for the world participates on its own. almost uncognitively but.....but with instinct? I happen to think that to engage in instinct one hasro be cognizant. but. everyday a flower grows. and even as the earth should moan. she sends sustanence. she now's , therefore, I aim to make everyday , as long as I can maintain my anger at how littlefar we've gotten this far, I just want to hear you laugh. I am aware of medical and technological advances. space time and God sending us an extinct animal once again.. allthough nobody's hardly noticed. I get to see stuff like that all the time.


so the moon is full. and I'm dabbling on the most dangerous of lines because oh my me. ive so so much to learn. then I get to teach forgive. and hopefully sooner than those, love you . like relieve every ounce of your stress and have you timid. at me. because of all the ways that love can be.

it's no surprise that I alone . not sure who shares my wavelength. ...but even if anybody WAS like me. the people wouldn't let them.

so I sneak out if an empty house. brave the beautiful creatures...