I am tripping more than you are. Battling razzberries

[SadLuckDame]

The dream before it was that a bug, like a wasp, flew into my ear and that it lodged in and I had to fall asleep with it like that.

The dream continuation from the babies was of these gremlins, they discussed with me on the side saying, "There's more just like them. That one there can actually talk..." And at first I thought he was speaking of the babies, but then when I followed the direction of his finger pointing I saw that he was pointing to many other gremlins. It was like a mirror image of the babies, except it was gremlins instead. His ear was partially 'chewed' off, he had been mistreated. My focus started to take in the detailing in his face, the many tiny pieces (like mechanical pores) that when put side by side made up the image I noticed out of focus.

I think I'm crazy, going crazy, but been crazy, too.

[stilltrucking]

Bad dream dame, but it always interests me to have a dream in two episodes. You know when you wake up because the dream scares you then you fall back to sleep and the dream continues but it becomes different, the monster or whatever it is that scares you morphs into something else. Babies into Gremlins

Now I am thinking about Wolf Larsen the sea wolf and his rant about the sanctity of life.
How nature spews forth life.

.“I held that life was a ferment, a yeasty something which devoured life that it might live, and that living was merely successful piggishness. Why, if there is anything in supply and demand, life is the cheapest thing in the world. There is only so much water, so much earth, so much air; but the life that is demanding to be born is limitless. Nature is a spendthrift. Look at the fish and their millions of eggs. For that matter, look at you and me. In our loins are the possibilities of millions of lives.

In my insanity I see babies as a horde of devouring locusts, billions of starving babies in the wretched places of the earth, that is my waking sanity.

[stilltrucking]

Where the heck is Doreen

I just installed a new web browser and I got to thinking of Doreen. I have this thread bookmarked as doreen, but it is sad luck dame's thread.

That is why I am still a tree hugger since that first trip, the things we do not forget, and the things we do forget.

that is why I am always intrigued when some one says to me "I am tripping more than you are" like saying I am suffering more.

Anyways I was just missing doreen, the more I study on learning why people do the things they do, the more I know about me.

Who remembers their bad trips?

Seems like it was all one trip now, every one had its ups and downs,
the downs were staring into the darkness and the darkness stares back

the good ones were hugging trees
and sex
and the bad ones were sex too
that was the trip that set me over the edge
almost almost
no it brought me back from over the edge

whatever it was it left me naked
to myself
not all at once
maybe that is why I have hardly ever tripped again, still trying to catch up on what I saw, what I heard, what I experienced, subjectively and objective consciousness.

mostly I remember hugging that tree, I wanted to be that tree.

Not a bad life
being a tree

this life I am a tumble weed
the next one I will be deep rooted.

yes I am tripping more than you and it hurts so bad,
razzberries and cream

no bad dreams for me, it is only when I am awake these days. I get the eyewitness news blues, yes the wretched of the earth, what have I done for the relief of their estate?

what did I do
what ever this is

[SadLuckDame]

First thoughts to this are happy thoughts, I want you to be a tree and if you're a tree than I can hug you back.

I'm thinking of Bogey and Bacall today.
What I guess I want is to find another that I'm balanced with. It has not been easy, I keep tripping up. I really don't desire to be alone for this long of a time, just for a few hours in a day. Somethings have not worked out in my favor.

[stilltrucking]

hugs

[SadLuckDame]

Because I'm a tree, too?

[SadLuckDame]

I have to get rid of the sadluckdame.
It was a shared collaboration and she wasn't meant to truly go it on her lonesome.

[stilltrucking]

Because you are an amiga to me.

[SadLuckDame]

And you take me with you.

[stilltrucking]

Vignette?

I took her with me because I liked to write for her.

I took her with me that Texas hot August Day up around Dallas because she was barefoot and had a toddler with her.
standing on the shoulder of the four lane highway
Jesus Christ I thought that asphalt they are standing on must me blistering their feet.

Struck me that all women are my soul mates.

There but for my Y could go I.

[SadLuckDame]

I go because I like that you write to me.

Nobody ever looked at my feet like that, they just said, "Dirty feet."
And when you stop me long enough that I'll hear you're a teacher and telling me something I will want to have float around in my head. I am getting spoiled, I know it, but thank you. Never been spoiled until we started writing.
It feels neat.

[SadLuckDame]

Studying up on different couples all the time.
Today I was looking at Aang and as I'm looking at him I notice Katara, then my interest sparks. I always want to know who she is to all the hims. What do the men see, but I always seem to assume I know why she's there. I always know her.

Then it got me thinking about how I got so to crying about Terrance and Rachel yesterday. Which lead me to wondering if that's all I do when studying, is look at relationships. I spend so much time in other people's communicating.

I lack in skills to hold my own, but I could tell you about so many literary love makers. I'm in their lives day out, day out.

[stilltrucking]

I don't know? Maybe not so much about literary lovers as about literary brothers and sisters, friends.

sex is too funny for words, when I write of that I am going with the flow, silent woman was puzzled by the concept of sublimation of the sexual drive, maybe it was a guy thing, maybe I was the way I explained it to her too Freudian clinical, because she was comfortable with the concepts of tantric yoga of the chakras and the energy centers along the spine.
she had a much deeper more down to earth view of sex than I, I never took it serious enough. I was not the last of the red hot lovers. Only as an old man in my forties that I began to notice what was/wasnot on the end of my dork.

[SadLuckDame]

Before I had so many and too many dirty feet episodes in my timeline, I was a sucker and absoluter snickered and floored over young girl for a guy like this



I think that's the INFP idealistic and before the ruin, I mean a was once a sweetheart. He is still pure heart.

[silent woman]

literary friends
You are just a silly chica
& and I am just an efing old fool
I don't have a clue anymore
Not since the generations raised in the seventies have I been around kids.
But even then I did not have a clue, I was a worthless shit but silent woman liked trusted me around her children.

Remember mingo's thread "all googlebots" I had to google INFP

INFP - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia





en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INFP


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