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[creativesoul]

they say so many things, they being people that are wise, that I have never met. they say so much stuff that I am unable to remember what it is they said. I feel like I am flying and fear cannot touch me.i dress the statues when i am taken to nice resturants. my step sons answer my cell phone and say"I am her kid" i love that, no training nessecery. just love them. the rest will follow. it is the only thing that ever works. all the strategy i read and books by Alice Miller that have me look at myths and stuff that 'they said," about Freud and Hitler. she had the guts to anaylise the people that perpetuate what "they said" whoever they are.listening to the cranberries at five or six in the morning. sweet smell the coffee.have a taylor made.spend eight dollars on an american express gift card. my fathers wife is wonderful. she sent me a beautiful necklace that matches the bracelet my love got me for valentines day. finally a holiday that no longer brings depression, oops i guess that was my suitcase, always the last person to board the airplane. happy for cranberry mucic and e-mails from my sister down under.someone an i were talking about a woman that she figured was like she was because she is in pain, her cup size on her bra is a size H. I never get stuff like that. it is if my senes ae attuned to something else.God has alot of space in my head. he took it, and i gave it willingly. every once in a while i eat chocloate and benedyrl to fix the allergy to it.just had to do it. my son gave up sugar yesterday.i am a person who hs not past the triangle of caffine, sugar and cigs.
i guess that is the generational things that "they" talk about. I picture a room like a library where discussions are taking place, and all knowledge is in there, books and spirituality. the other night in my dreamtime they tried to show me about the adrenal glands and kidneys, do you think i can remember anything but the pictures? my son says I forgot an entire conversation we had about going out for dinner on christmas. i was working double shifts at the kids asylum for kids in lock down.
i had a garbage brain after two shifts. i should have remembered.I didnt and I was caring for an angel with 43 years sober.
will i ever be a part of society?what about the indian community? what about the bahais what about the mormons? what about the torah and being jewish? what does it mean.???it means that we are all trying to learn what they said. who said it? i dunno. who is on first? what about groucho marx and the marx brothers, the three stooges?
what about hollywood what about the sierra club and green peace? what about Iraq? what about palistine? why are they fighting? why are we? why do the twins fight?
" my brother is being a jerk" one twin says'HE WONT LET ME PLAY:
yesterday in the news a tiger jumped 25 feet and killed some people in the san francisco zoo.what a knarly day. killed the tiger, for killing the people. maybe they should not have him in a cage. cage fighting, we watch because? we are entertained. it must be the chemicals in the food. the water? are we stupid? we were joking around the fire, me a medicine man and a friend i once tried to skin a buffalo with,and we were saying that the star nation were gazing down at planet earth trying to figure out to help us, and they saw the sixties. AH HAA! random sex with random partners, and single mamas rasing children in hippie communes. yep that is when the mutation began. so we are mutants. that does not surprise me. we laughed.they did not say anything about it because they do not know about it, maybe the roswell aliens knew before the army came an plAYED WITH A STOLE THEIR TOYS. YES, MY BROTHER IS A JERK.
i guess that "time is the best teacher, teach by example". that is one more thing they said.