Thursday, June 19, 2014

i live above a sorority and nextdoor to abused children

not factual. least so the latter. but those children cry soooo much and one of them should be past the fit stage. fit stage. remnants remain. do you ever wish your were a dude? life seems easier when you are half vulcan.

factual. no metaphor. spock, you know, they are a great people: live long and prosper, mind meld, the neck grip. so peacefully aggressive. again, i may not have the credentials to claim expertise on vulcan sociology.

i am questioning the whole thoughts create things concept tonight. is anything i think ever going to change the way the world shows up?

i will keep testing the theory. let you (yeah you, my one and only viewer) know what facts i collect.

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