But I don't mean to get political what am I talking about?
Poetry literature things like that.
Soul stuff.
Sadly lacking in a media frenzy.
Yet I still recover and uncover the mysteries I once was so conversant with.
How could I have suffered such amnesia,
The depth of forgetting.
And you know nothing really has changed I still need 2 ferret out as a separate being
how to navigate in this world. What happened to let go let God?
I'm a that's what happens Lord when you let me get this dumb.
"It's your fault' my Catholic crisis counselor admonishes.
If God is in control of everything what the hell?
I sound like a teenager who's just discovered... discovered there are other people out there, but no way to reach them.
I'll kneel. I'm no Lord. I'm not a Bolton a Stark, my mother had me on a lark.
So I'll move to another residence, I want to switch the one we're....
What did you say your name was, Gary asks for the third time today Oh I am sorry, am I in your way? Namaste.
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