This is me...

The visions and the voices have always been challenging and deranging, the missions are just entertainment for an unemployed person because I earned it through my volunteering. The voices absolutely insist on drinking beer and doing ommetje :( It basically means I'm stuck being a shaman because they selected me.  I really would rather work for Google in marketing but all my decisions were so un future focused I'm stuck lounging around doing advanced theology (no salary even possible). 

I am slowly and whimsically playing animal crossing! I like to take my time in a game, i set myself little tasks. My island is still a bit unkempt but my hone is full of knick knacks. I'm enjoying it alot! 

I pray by Listening  But do they really speak,  In this manner? What would it be meaning  Except  Abstracted! The real message being...  Who knows! 

Do I have a psychic dog? Please tell me I don't 🙈 Otherwise he knows All my sock opinions! Do I have a psychic friend? Wouldn't she confront me? Wouldn't I her? Oh, gods forbid. Then I'd be known! 🙉 Do I have a psychic partner? What of.  Except for...  Engaged! 🙊 Monkey see, monkey do.  I see zero occuring,  Act as is! 

I knew it once I'll know it again  But what is  The lifespan  Of a brain!? Because  I exist  Beyond itself  I tried it before  In a past lif9e.  A life  Full of fervor and  Doedication So,  I discovered it. 

I didn't get scouted I lost my poise I succeeded at Nothing  In general  I led a life of lies So many pies in the skies I broke  I bent But here I am  Being questioned (!) About  God forgive me  (if no one knew!) ! It's a travesty Beyond compare  So  If no one (!) Knew  I'm new to knowing  I wrote it all down before  In a different life And now For the will of myself  I cannot remember! So here I am  Bloodied and tender  To say  Be at ease All comes good  Bud,  For hereinafter.