yeah right you never that kind of moments
right.
< arghhh uppgiven  resigned >
again you reader caught me as a liar.
i thought you TOOK PRIDE in NOT BEING a LIAR?
correct, people read, I don't know who, I am not saying a lot, BUTT THE ARCHIVE ALL THE TIME, probably cause I don't lie.
Yes, I spelled BUTT BUTT.
Yes, I feel like I died and went to heaven.
Yes, I feel like I died and went to heaven.
Some people, do not, appreciate your seventh consciouns and the shrinks say you hear voices.
Right, I just have a rich inner life, or imagination, like A.L. .
what aren't they worthy of being mentioned?
No, but I don't think I am worthy of being mentioned with them.
It's like a challenge to keep it clean, yet my inner voice (YOUR INNER VOICE AS WRITER SHOULD!!!) does the talking.
so the only way to clean up the writing (till it reaches Shakespeare, Wilde,...) is to clean up the life, makes sense.
---I ain't kidding pascal is slamming the door next door - he has  '''' emotional problems ''''   to the point I have Urges of *illing him   ;)
resist all the urges that make you want to go out and kill
sounds like a good remedy
does anyone appreciate your seventh consciouns?
well, as probably can be speculated, the shrinks don't, don't want me to dethrone their occupation.
I'm out of fuel, publish? fuck it, do it. People read your archive, I don't know why. No one applauds. Big mystery. Once in a while I will get an applaud in  ''real-time''  got me?  well the archives zilch, and people run through it  -  or so it appears.
So Fee, says Spirit, are you setting up a trap here?
Spirit, you know I never set traps, I always play it straight and true.