Somebody needs to spend some time reconnecting me, before I do something really strange and evaporate off the face of this earth. No telling what may come forth from this paranoid delusional state, where nothing makes sense and everybody is howdt to get everybody else.
The folks that are supposed to be on your team are aligned in your general direction, yet continually bring up faults and bull-rushes. They play games with your mind until you are never quite certain whether you are up or down.
The written text changes and the ends of movies revise to display the message that the power that eusta be wants you to get, not the one that makes sense as the finish of the story. If you didn’t see it differently at first, you might never notice that they pulled the wool over your eyes.
So where can we go to get away – is there another dimension that does lead to dementia? The roots of the story connect back into the private lives of the individual; the arrogance of expectation does not allow smooth operations.
Everybody has an angle on the situation and plays it out until the winners and the losers are decided by a grand scale game of rock, paper, and scissors.
Thyme to wander aimlessly and let the brain loose from the closet – reconnect back to the figures that were there to start the endeavor in the first place. Testing, one, two, three. Is anybody howdt there?
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