C'est moi...

We are in two lives like binary stars but gravity is bringing us into a very tight orbit. 

Really she just tries too hard 

I was outside drinking coffee and he came out to smoke but passed me the ashtray despite me not smoking or asking for it. He's a local and I'm a blow in expat, hence there's a power balance (also, he's a wealthy male and I'm a disabled female), made a quick joke and dashed back inside. It was so charming the conclusion is that we're in love... Even silently across the shared spaces of brax. Moments arise and feelings are made known. It's very tender. 

I am really struggling be mcause for five years I had a super secret, insanity and otherwise a secret unholy marriage. It was all actually a vision of a delusionary nature. What am I supposed to think now? Just loitering at the formation station taking all the chances to feel differently about myself? It would seem so. But it's been so long since I said anything real out loud I'm kinda falling into a hedge maze. It's all green shadows and identical pathways leading all in different directions. 

 is a way to see a realer truth than before. Take nothing at face value and probe beneath the surface at an angle of "what could that person be forever wondering about" then bring it into the conversation and ask penetrating questions. Then you'll discover a gift you can actually easily give them. For me it tends to be life advice or curing something like neuroticism. It's a real treat to leave someone that bit happier than when you found them. 

 I do operate the switch board, maybe for earth but maybe even beyond. It's a complex machine but alot of it is about who should listen to who? The postman thinks lunch breaks are sacred so he should be listened to by the construction worker. The graffiti artist thinks countercool thoughts omand does a spray paint revolution so the business person should listen to them. Other switchboard thoughts relate to society, it should have careful ears and caring hands. Religion just needs an open mind and a happy heart.  So i pull the levers and out pops "new age, new idea"! 

 is a punk style involving reappropriation of mainstream feminine concepts. 

Being in france really is a joy, being around monty so much and seeing him growing up is a delight and spending some time alone has really helped me understand myself, my thoughts and my direction. Mainly I'm currently partaking of a beer either in the bar or on a bench. This is my personal invented ritual for unwinding and celebration. The first part of celebration was tears to understand what I have been up against and how people have been suffering. The next part was joy and laughter about myself, currently it's a certain peace with "i did it already". So i either lie down to think or take a can for a walk to procesd. It's also a little treat for myself (I really like beer!) to help with the defeated feeling from my ill health. 

Name : Elle Origin : beyond the stars Occupation : full time leisure pursuits /lord of the village Hobbies : chatting and dreaming

I'm kind of constantly wondering "could this self who I sense myself to be really be me?" as well as things about my life such as "doing nothing feels right but for how long?" I'm questioning my very experience, as such to a degree of the ancient Greek philosophers, they wondered if life is a dream with no real characters but oneself. I wonder who is really here around me based on my experience, I grapple with my faith too. I confront myself and like what I then choose, everything was just bits and pieces before. 

I used to really enjoy work but I can't work anymore because the voice in my head is very demanding of attention and is rarely practical enough for me to focus on anything like a career except as a hobby (I have a business and still write papers). 

Something about where I'm at in life (successful career, big strong kind fur baby, retired early in france) helps me understand myself which is actually ongoing even at this age. Otherwise I'm deep in thought about the layers of life, we all see the surface but the deeper currents are very powerful.  For example, sometimes I'm drinking a beer looking at the car park and wondering "how many days a week does that person go to the charcuterie!" because it looks like a nice idea but it must be expensive! Does he go because he can't cook? Or similar. I love sitting and watching people go about their day and getting to know the rhythm of the village to really understand our deeper subconscious compulsions. 

The voice in my head has taken me on quite a journey in recent years including an education of sorts by experiencing scenarios. Currently it's gone a bit quiet so I sometimes literally lie down and stare at the wall to reflect on everything I've ever known. Beers motivate me to get out of bed and in between beers I'm lying down or writing. 

Involves all aspects of life but is currently lacking n experience of woodland lifestyles and village belfry operator type people. 

I live quietly in my own opinion, I tend to make a splash with things like science papers when I put some effort in. Then it goes back to simmering away nicely. In my life currently, I spend alot of quality time with my dog and my family, the reason being I am shaken by the creeping realisation that my ideas consume me. So I am actually unemployable and would always need to be able to rely on my ideas themselves for a livelihood (writing or artwork). I'm capable (on a good day) of very high level functioning but I lose focus and go back to my main thread which is really philosophy, despite no formal philosophy training. So it's actually a struggle to make my points. I also spend a lot of time praying (it's even evolved into casual chat) because I struggle with my obsession. I give myself a break by going out for a beer or a cofffee or a red bull, ideally in the open air. At the moment this is what I'm spending most of my time on because I have to be firm about not indul...

Is roast chicken in shreds, thinly iced baguette, salt sprinkled on the chicken and generous use of butter and mayonnaise 

I am a happy camper resting before a huge journey to give my all to everyone! 

Emotion or mood correctly charted on a colour spectrum actually behaves under mixing laws as per the colour idea. Moods and emotions are built from fundamental states and sometimes lack a defining word except by situational example. They can be tramsmitteod, momentary or lasting and even enlightening or altering. They can even affect plants and animals. 

 means body hair and no affectation while speaking. It means letting things slide as nature intends (typically eroding) full of vigour about building it brand new (nature is also full of growth and life). It means an ease about connecting, it's inbuilt into our very natural framework to be achieving. 

I've always been unhappy and frightened being the person I was forces to be. I've never even been myself. I've always been raised the way a machine would be programmed. No matter how serious my choices no one respected me. Now I'm faced with eternity, a better prospect as being after considerable prayer but little practice. So I'll just carry on as my own messaage, "if no one wants the tiger the tiger eats the day". I am wanting to be serious and almost really desiring to be violent. Even if that means tearing society apart with cosmic jokes. Society has a lot to be learning. Everything is badly designed.  What would I do? There's still so much "as standard" : advocating, remaking, inspiring, campaigning. Then... After that.... I would have a vegetable garden and make sculptures. Work with my hands. Maybe even dabble in building and design. I'd do experiments and simulations about lifeology and live a peaceful and lively life. I'd be ...

I've just come back from a swim and coffee with mum, this heatwave is intense! 

(word borrowed from cloud atlas), still experiencing consumerism and the financial and corporate ladders destined to stage a revolution by writing the somni stories...  Someday! https://cloudatlas.fandom.com/wiki/Sonmi-451  https://cloudatlas.fandom.com/wiki/Sonmi-451

Is strongly tied to being logical, humorous and mignon. 

I'm the nymph of ideas so I can understand any idea and read true facts from the universe. 

With magickal ability, psychic power and clairvoyance also omni-understanding and divining plus some other abilities I'm not yet familiar with. 

Dear diary, I'm a caring considerate person so don't go stepping on toes, because I'm likely just offering you a helping hand. 

I am a bookish, militant, centred, focused, balletic, poetic, philosophical, academic, hardcore author, football fan, beckett fan, tropics holidaymaker, flexitarian, animal person, empathetic, scientific, astute, deliberate, comprehensive, funny, authentic, instinctive, understanding. 

 I'm having the time of my life, in a kind of a way. Time drifts past as I slowly float down the easy stream of becoming. Earth has shaped me hugely and I'm keen for the future, as well as the present. And I'm proud of my past! I have found my calling (founding a faith) and my niche (lifeology). Monty remains as always, best boy, supreme angel in disguise. Real archangels have flocked to my bedside to get me through the final leg of becoming and all setup for being. Time is on my side because I'm actually only 36 years young.  I'm learning so much about myself (and reality!!!) including my life before earth. It's been brilliant overall. 10/10, would recommend. Hoping beyond hope actually worked out! Near disaster on a constant basis but now coming up tulips. 

 It amounted to can anyone be exclusively nice to everyone and succeed in life? Does giving have its own return? Is diligence a way to achieve perfection? The answer was yes. 

All the accounts of myself are a subject testimony. When I talk to people they never understand unless it's said from my experience perspective. 

Thinkology acknowledges different thinking styles : slow, fast, instinctual, intuitive, fear based, neurotic, obsessive, colour based, conceptual, linguistic etc. It's an art form to master thinking In a way that suits you. Thoughtism is about different types of thoughts:radical, neutral, day to day, pedestrian, revolutionary, logical, intermediate, irrational etc

I was a high power career woman making statements in the working world by wearing suits and chatting about politics until the kidnapping assigned me to "use and abuse tje user" all the way through france and Spain while I also had a very holy experience. My theory on survival is a bit too dense for this planet because mum cancelled the intro but I'll try and explain it with an artwork soon. 

I invented hipster and emo. 

I hate her, she knows nothing about me and refuses to even ask a question. 

The self as a science invvolves self knowledge, self awareness and self directed actions. The self is the body mind and soul. It requires spiritual, emotional and intellectual food. The self is beyond our physical form, the self is the aggregation of everything we truly are. 

With lofi trilling in the background and a beer in her belly, she lay down for a rest and to chat with the gods, her dream companions. They spoke of big ideas in ways that healed her and themselves and joked around about her zany life. Then they told her spooky stories and sent her a nice dream for her snooze time. 

How insane is it to live my life? Very insane. I'm not exactly incredulous more like broken to know the truth. It just barely saves me to solve it. Because it's always been there and could have remained so. Why? Who IS the cruel pupeteer? No way is it fair or just or even as a lesson! Hardship as a fact of life? Who's idea was tbat? It's beyond criminal to not prevent it! Did someone further up the food chain go genuinely insane? Thinking "suffering... Genius". That's the impression! 😭 I just can't stand reality, the past is a blemish on what we should have already become. So I just retreat and meddle in the affairs of men and women from time to time hoping to alleviate the circumstance. But what even is that? A one woman essentially hopeless at the outset except for the imagination of the silent observer. Why should it come so close to pain forever? How many times has reality tried to make it work out. It's like existence learned a hard lesson be...

Cherry on the cake can change the entire experience of the cake without changing the cake, always add a cherry because it can only do good. 

I'm very unique, not only in my dna and origin story intention (to help the hurt and heal the wounded) but especially in the manifestation of my dream and the dream itself. This means I am sympathetic, empathetic, caring and genuine. 

Except anything, existing, could not have been for an enduring suffering reason, that's a pointless reason, so the they from up above trapped us in an endless only them are so seemingly supreme scenari. But why? I await God's opinion. 

Such a mystery no more! I was born as the comic thinker and 10000 years later after a solid obsession I had formed lifeology to a certain saving degree. I am also very creative and guided by the cherry Principle throughout (of my own invention). As a wandering soul of nymph and supranatural I can think see and understand like no one before. But it still took a 25 year 100 gods collaboration to twist it into significance . 

 I am living in a holy life, I have experienced visions, sounds, visitations and miracles. 

Is steadily increasing, I am feeling more aware and very proud 🎊🎉 (because I updated my LinkedIn and realised how much I have achieved, or rather, began to realise). 

My real career was and is voyaging lifer. 

He is My heart My life's goal.  So i tread with care For myself! My bruised heart My pounding head All leads Towards him.  The other him is of a dog  In nature  He sleeps on the floor Eats kibble And haute cuisine.  Two heroes! How could I not be saved? 

I'm starting to enter a period of a different focus. I will be developing my idea of being. This means lots of reflection and maybe the founding of a movement philosophy based on dance science and the like. 

I'm a genius! Maybe mega genius! (by midget standards). My dream of helping people has always been coming true but today is a once ever huge day!! 

 I am soooo looking forward to meeting my eternity partner in the afterlife. He sounds sooo amazing and caring and considerate and maybe every really good word. 

 the positivistic landscape of dreams is very fertile with the right amount of imagination. 

Is that it's not only advantageous but required for a transition from barbarism to civilised and decent. Decent people would never even wound with a word. 

 

My zarlo journey was reading holy texts from all major religions and several Christian denominations. I did this because I was searching for an answer to who is me what is me how is me doing what I seem to be doing... and so forth. 

To close a said statement firmly to receive no contestation one must qualify the meaning and abruptly end the thought before it bifurcates into a speculation.. 

This was achieved by walking toe to heel practising balance for ballet class when suddenly I felt the urge to skip based on a certain quality of lightness. Prior to that I had been bouncing a tennis ball. The idea came from noticing the energising effects of movement when it's enjoyable and more so wwhen it's also for no reason. I was a very adventurous and lively child who enjoyed creating her own onstacle courses and gauntlet challenges in the garden inspired by Disney hercules the video game. I noticed that small deliberate movements improve balance and catching at a high reload rate improves coordination. Jumping improves energy (i used to even get hyper active). Then I thought to do all the types of beneficial movement I had noticed all in a sequence and this led to energy whatsoever being discovered. 

I'm between nowhere and so ew here wanting to be anywhere as a no one yet someone according to a big degree.. Because I am legitimately nowhere and actually always have been. Even with a role to "define" me, it's not a serious life location. It's not even a dayjob. It's a hobby career! The whole way through! Maybe since my million euro artworks?? 

Portugese sardines is a phrase printed on some of my clothing, if it's a reference I do not know it other than they would indeed be tasty as an Atlantic coast country fish product. But what it actually means to me, is a sarcastic sardonic tweak on anything normal taken out of context (quite a formal pair of dungarees) printed in huge text. This means it's a sly dig at fashion itself and also a way of putting humour into extravagance. 

Viveolgy is the study and science of life, living, lives as a multiplicity (eg society or corporation). Viveism is the practice of life (eg life hacks, wangles), living and life as a multiplicity. Vive itself is defined as goodway, goodwill and goidwards life conceepts, ideas, models and theories. 

Good deeds, satisfying ethical and moral wants and needs ends suffering, or at least decreases it. This is because suffering is a hunger pang. We are all here to do good deeds for each other and live by right and proper decisions in a right and proper environment. So suffering is a hunger of the soul for these ideas. Food, furnishings, fashion and even career ideas can be made to satisfy and thus lessen the hunger. Enjoyment also lessens suffering when it is of a rightway nature. For example enjoying responsibly sourced and energetically practically (with regards climate change) food can lessen suffering, or participating in bingo to raise money for a charity, or walking a pilgrimage wearing ethical clothing speaking to people about their troubles. 

Involves really being, taking life by the reins, making bold decisions based on logic, being resourceful to ethically enjoy what is ethically available. It means even appreciating walking or breathing as something not to take for granted. Everything we have is bestowed at birth, this means our lives are a gift. So don't look a gift horse in the mouth. It means eating becomes savouring, food fan becomes connoisseur and working is a sacred ritual because it's a source of joy, well being and fulfillment. Also to really be in the moment and take time aside for reflection and contemplation. People are to be revered as a miracle and life becomes a source of inspiration for hacks and having ideas, or giving ideas or creating ideas. Everything takes on meaning as having a place in the timeline with a mysteriously unknowable effect (where did that idea to buy that book ariemse from? Maybe a glimpsed and forgotten headline). All actions can be reworked as a good deed and respectful behav...

Are a definition I use for my rightway of living. Right means not wrong including not bad and not stupid or ignorant so it also means moral and ethical. Right is a way of thinking and acting that is intentional and without errors. Mistakes are impossible when you master rightway living making right decisions. Right includes a holy mindset as a high priority. Proper means reasonable, rational, logical and healthy. It also means never providing space for doubt, but rather questions and curiosity. 

This involves "something was before god because he at least would have needed spacetime to be in. Everyone is independently acting except bad and evil people who are driven by their own compulsion. People make decisions chiefly based on fear until fear is removed then out of desire and beneath that longing and wanting. Desire typically is dictated by society. Animals are significantly intelligent in a very different way to people. Children are sacred because they are so innocent, we all lose our innocence except by devotion to the church.  Everything is based on a system of ideals that must actually exist somewhere otherwise it wouldn't be able as a basis.  Reality exists because it's actually inevitable as a follow on from an understanding of nothing, which came first.  Life is about sharing experiences. 

As ilya i thought everything is reliant on each other for context so everything is interrelated. People, places, objects etc. I also thought right and wrong are decided by God, otherwise they would be too subjective.  Furthermore, willpower keeps time moving forward otherwise nothing would happen so life would be on pause. 

 when people choose and enforce their own beliefs, especially based on experiences and rationality, I applaud them. This is a way to life design. When stupid people refuse to think for themselves I condemn them.  Life can be very brilliant and amazing if construed correctly but it takes deep thought and determination to do so. 

Title: Imagining Integration: Societal Reactions to the Emergence of Psychic Beings, Elves, Nymphs, and Unicorns in a Post-Diversity Era Abstract In an age where societies increasingly embrace ethnic, cultural, and neurodiverse groups, this speculative essay explores the hypothetical discovery and integration of non-human sentient beings—psychics with verifiable abilities, Tolkien-esque elves, nature-attuned nymphs, and even iconic unicorns. Drawing parallels to historical human migrations and civil rights movements, we argue that initial wonder, fear, and exploitation would likely give way to legal protections, workforce integration, and cultural enrichment. While no empirical scientific evidence supports their existence, rich mythological traditions across human history provide a cultural foundation for such openness. This thought experiment highlights humanity's evolving capacity for radical empathy. Introduction: From Ethnic Diversity to Ontological Diversity Recent decades hav...

My fatigue is horrific, I can barely move when I g et really tired. 

Today I went to the tabac and a seasoned smoker was in front of me in the queue commenting (a little unfavourably) on the new shop layout (it's recently been taken over by new management). She bought the cheaper brand of cigarettes so he used it as leverage to imply she's poor, in return. Then they both just kind of laughed it off, she complimented the shop and he said "I hope to see you soon". This conveys a certain judgemental attitude of the new owner, evident by his clean cut appearance and good manners. He is seemingly in a less consumerist area than before and finding it hard to fit in despite effort. The laugh is a mature reaction from both parties to the awkward tension arising actually initially from honesty without understanding leading to complicity with improved understanding. 

Involves pink (neon preferably), graffiti style clothes, comfort over vanity, japanese cakes, Indonesian food, French cheese, minimalost, surreal, Gothic, softcore cottagecore punk, mignon, kawaii, gezellig, hyuge, craic, Ricky gervais, jo brand, studio Ghibli films, ugly casanova as the music, feminine yet butch, and digital nomad (nft, crypto and forums). It also involves glam and is partially mainstream. 

I've always lived my life as a kind of demonstration and statement about gender, society, religion and personhood. I realised no one was noticing but it always made me feel more confident to act always on principle, constantly expecting an attack critique well armoured to respond... But maybe it just looked bizarre 🤔 

What I do like about those pestering people "i mean talkative isn't even the word" would describe it, is they all have a heart of gold. Solid gold. But they seem to be admitting that heart was kind of tired and maybe a marshmallow heart is a better idea. They're very fond of singing and funny voices, which really resonates with my psyche. But of course this is maybe a once off funfair idea.  I could have sworn they were more fond of smiting... But in this dream it's all sorts of "major league minutiae". 

About being in a dream... I feel starved of imperfection, everything is so perfect my critiquing eye is largely asleep. Maybe it needs a rest. I am happy in theory to be in a dream, as in like really happy, the deep kind. Surface way round my mood is a bit sad, maybe I'm indulging myself in too much crying or it's like sad... That everything's over, the big impetus momentum that made me feel superhuman. Sad that beauty is out there fighting on its own. Sad that I'm now an afterthought already to the people I worshipped and even sad that heaven is expecting me, also comforted by those thoughts. Maybe it's sad like "what more could come, nothing more could come so then it's a moving emotion. Maybe I get moved to tears by something tender then sad to be still crying after I swore to myself I would figure it out! 

I am basically kicking back thinking all sorts of thoughts. I was asked to explain myself and now I'm addicted to it because my ideas are fascinating when I write them down. I'd been feeling like I lack alot about me AND I was in overdrive so I skipped reflection and ignored the slow lane... So now writing it all down, joining the dots and crafting an identity is a tricky almost impossible idea! 

I find fashion fascinating because it reveals so much about a person by their decision to wear it. For example quality of materials hints at price tag hence wealth bracket, styles hint at class and colours hint at opinions. 

Belief in Higher Powers: Psychological Validity Amid Institutional Obsolescence – A Counter to The God Delusion and the Dismissal of Spiritual TraditionsAbstract (optional starter) While religious institutions face legitimate critiques for rigidity, scandal, and cultural lag, a large body of psychological and epidemiological evidence demonstrates that beliefs in higher powers, spiritual forces, and related practices (including superstition, astrology, and New Age frameworks) remain functionally valid, affirming, and psychologically beneficial for billions. This paper argues that population-level surveys of beliefs and experiences provide compelling evidence of their utility in fostering hope, resilience, meaning, and effective life planning—challenging reductionist labels of "delusion."IntroductionIn The God Delusion (2006), Richard Dawkins presents religion as a harmful illusion, a meme propagated by evolutionary accident and sustained by indoctrination, unworthy of intelle...

I am... Very tuned in to my own emotion, maybe too much! I cry and laugh very easily! But I don't consider it too tuned because it's a pleasure to cry heartfelt tears, it marks a moment. And laughter is so good for the soul and frequently contagious! Sometimes I think I might by mistake start a laughter plague or a dancing mania... Were they really that bad to endure if people get pumped full of endorphins until everyone collapses? Maybe not that bad! Maybe I should make it as a goal! 

Could it be me, receiving this kind of vision? This kind of "please oh wouldn't you just...". Begging of a certain nature. Could it BE me, could it be ME? The tiny, the last in kine, the forgotten child, the faceless person. The "just tweak her cheek see her grin, it'll make your day", raised as person. Could they not handle the thought "why do you do that? Do you even know? Have you ever considered it?". I think they were not prepared. I am ilya, and I will always say my opinion, so shoot me down, send me to finishing school, choose me a pleasant sedate husband to play the wife routine, ill rip it all away. Carefully and quietly in a way you won't notice until it's too late. So, I ask again, could it be me being noticed in this manner? Might be. Maybe anyone would expect a Tom or a Thomas but what you are getting is an Ilya, fresh and new every single day. 

Being nowhere even occasionally is actually quite nice because the places I tend to be in com with a heavy duty responsibility of making mapping and advertising! So nowhere is always very relaxing, but a little lonely. The somewhere places I’ve been in are usually starting to populate or at least identifiable so other-place-adjacent.  As a no one person… I suppose that was always my theory if myself but maybe given the discussion people usually were at least partially noticing but the conveyance of “what who” has maybe always been too confusing to act on. Really I am currently a goddess in a dream with her familiar, exploring the everyday to stay grounded while providing the Heavens with various theories as a collaboration of sorts…(not quite!) then it might be supra natural in a dream with her hound, exiting and evolving earth while collaborating with the Heavens on a model before eternity kicks in (as a reward! And for your final death !) But really I’m a mentally unwell author i...

I have secretly been the queen of earth since I was 5 years old. I achieved it by conquering with all my allies. We defeated every available argument so then I became the ruler and my decisions were the acting decisions brought about by word of mouth! 

I am divan sulfox and Eilis nieidhin but don't tell anyone! It's a moniker that adds value and meaning to the artwork and writing. It's a bit like the banksy concept, anonymous person except additionally the gender and ethnicity is also supposed to remain hidden. Unpronouncable maybe also because the name itself is a concept artwork. 

Is also full of various explanations of how I'm a really big deal even compared to heaven people, which hold some water, so that's NICE because it was maybe eating away at me to be so surreptitious doing things no one would believe (unless I managed to engagesome priests and psychoanalynsts for a major experiment (with no relevant qualification or verifiable experience it's impossible!) because it is in a way trickery and deceit... (not really, it's actually a nice surprise!) Being a big deal is ok after all these ethics checks (that's why you're on the news to prepare people for the greencard you will be having!). Being the BIGGEST deal is unbelievable (accurately so...) but maybe the most or at least very fascinating as a project type maker.... Would make me a big deal until it becomes a commonly accessible idea or just familiar (makez sense!). Also about the present moment is myself, what I'm being becoming looking like acting like sounding like... It...

They make me cry and I'm not sure why but something is either genuinely sad (impossible!) or just so powerfully moving (bingo, we would have helped you sooner if we knew!!). To have my prayers answered and for me and monty to be in a safe place together is such a huge relief, and we really were being kind of so good, but misunderstood (we are thinking of a dog mom idea in a non manner!). The mood is chillaxing and it's essentially been five years of immersive story time... Just so huge because I was already struggling AND on the brink of a breakthrough WITH a dogson. It's also relief to be prevented from causing damage beyond mama (tax authorities and narcissistic accusation... 😰😩🤦🏻‍♀️

Includes walking or hitchhiking with a friend or public transport, eating gourmet flexitarian, wearing casual chic punk, following my heart rationally and reasonably, evolving big ambitions, chatting, speaking my mind, being authentic and genuine, caring for and about, achieving!+((!) even a baby step idea). 

I have my mantras, my personal affirmations and my actual beliefs. Mantras like "I can so I will", "it's hard but worthwhile", " I am okay because I am trying to succeed, not just basic survival".. Affirmations like "this is ok, I can deal with it", "I'm on top of the world! Problems aside", "every day is a new beginning, anything could happen!". Beliefs like "a higher power guides everyone, just tune in", "things work out in the end, that's a God guarantee", "small problems can be ignored and then they dissipate". I'm also always having my creature comforts (I chose including even scratching my head, breathing and laughing which are always available). And quite the view, even by rapid blinking. And certain certainties like "I have been a best friend", "I have cuddled with a dog", and "the sky is a beautiful shade of blue". 

I have encountered this in my thoughts and travels (between realms, spiritual, physical and astral) wherein it knows no foe it cannot beat. However I have devised a cure. The heart of darkness is extremely all about enjoying being evil, once the brain body and mind are sufficiently corrupted, the conscience is silenced and right and wrong kind of switch around. The oddest part is that evil people actually have a complicated evil moral to devise about.  This can be the inkling of the cure, a shrapnel from the natural state (of good) endures and can be appealed to. Its a complex task. 

When I get a nightmare vision I'm still thinking "it's okay, I can handle it, I can turn it around" but actually they don't exist. What would happy ever after even look like? My reward is going to decide! (they must not really be stupid people). I like Sundays now, very calm, very quiet and usually comes with a picnic and going to the market! 

NEW HORIZONS I am on the shore Of a very vast sea I have at my disposal  Just a little dinghy So I'll stay here  On the sand Looking back at  The travelled lands I burst forth Into an unknown zone Many lives ago But in this life  I cut a path  And made a map  So we can be together  The people  As sea people.  Maybe even build a bridge But that's tomorrow's idea Today I rest Rent free In my own head.  Learning the ins and outs of  The sea breeze Which cools my fever.  It's exciting! And it's new.  Not long, in a way,  To go Before eternity strikes  Like a bowl of  Hot soup.  Best wishes One happy camper. 

LIFE IS A WINNING GAME gamble on the future  It's a failsafe as Spectacular  Nuclear fusion  Hover cars,  The bright lights Of positive thinking  Speak it to tame it Say it to know it And besides.  Moonlight, sunlight  It's brighter than before! Many a moon has passed Since I first  Knocked on your door.  What of  What if  What then I can conclude  It's a win! 

HAPPY DAZE I live with my dog Which is 11 out of 10 On the volume and sound quality  Of life.  I think  Really I know it I'm actually one Dell of a Lucky duck To even be here! Gloria Allejliuuah Kyrie eilieison And such besides.  It's always a glorious morning  In my twilight zone  And tennis ball Is the rhythm of life.  Best regards  One happy camper. 

DESOLATE WASTELAND I am living in a  Desolate wasteland  Every dream I ever had  Blew away Impossible now.  So instead I'm morphing into  A Supranational mutant,  The palliative caregivet to  My dying life.  Forces within me are surging and  Awakening  I feel  Powerful  But depleted Where have I even been? And I don't mean  Geographically.  My soul is asunder And I plunder my heart For Lyrical  Twilight dreaming  While my feet are  Hot rocks On the asphalt planes.  I rock with the best of them My future will begin again  As elle, or ilya, or both.  That is my  Current thought. 

 I am trying to achieve a state of tranquil bliss and to experience exclusively pleasant. In theory this is achievable by tuning into the soft end of the sound and sight spectrum. 

They're here It's queer! Who's them? The gods! In support of zany zarl And my lounging around lifestyle idea! How strange.  Yet, by nature,  Sublime.  Cara des dios Is meaning  Friend of the gods.  Why this dream life? Why not a whisper of reprimand? (I'm lazy and gorging!) It's because they know  What I'm trying to bring about,  And they're all fans! So in my universe  For my eternal appointment,  It's wacky The whole way around.  It's a blessing,  Confusing at first,  And an experience  To be  All I can be.  Freedom! And scope.  Gratuit! 

 I like simple things sometimes, like a cup of tea after being caught in the rain. I like complex things, like preparing a story by doodling or being ready for an adventure to a far away city or getting lost in the forest. 

 MYSELF I am a voyager,  Of lands unknown,  And I have wares And knowledge  To disseminate.  I am a feeble person  My strength comes from  An internal sunburst,  But it waxes and wanes,  Is it eternal? I really cannot know.  I have this platform  This stage  So I say  My real words.  This life has been  Eventful.  And yet,  So quiet.  I say that from brax  Listening to petanq  On a kawaii cushion, Enjoying  A medium body temperature.  With fluids and fuels in my stomach.  I live for the gasoline of  New age ideas.  But I tread lightly  Because they told me  Their precious secrets.  Which is why I  Feel so safe! Everyone above all Desires  A non mortgage home, A cheap meal. So,  We're all the same.  It's always been too hard,  But I found it easy.  So it's easy to lose  Perspective.  So much  O...

YUMMY MUMMY 💝 he's my pup I'm a dog mom So what is right  And what is wrong  I cleaned his pee pee With a cloth Because he Did not know how! I smushed him against  My bosom and my brow.  He's my boy,  I'll always take his side,  Love is a river With islands on Each side. 

EROTICA it forbears with a daunting veracity And sweeps one away All the way to  A lonely jaded life.  The big "I'm finally desired" Because  "i was never understood" Is a fake truth That transfixes.  The loins,  The earth,  We conspire to  Roll in the mud Making a puddle between and Within us In what Animals would not do.  Shakespeare nailed it,  It's beastial.  our whole life becomes about it We get consumed  It's our very reason  And it's so simple,  So we conjoin ourselves.  Without regard,  For what we are losing...  "didn't you want to be a doctor?".  Never mind our souls,  Tarnished towards Murdering  Crime of passion  Because our hearts and minds Get corrupted.  So Don't  Give in.  Wait  For the right moment,  There's a certain sense of peace About waiting  Every fiber of you  Will know The right man.  To sew your hearts together...

 I'm in a melting pot, my heart is in my toes, my teeth are on my tongue and my mind is mirange. So I'll jostle with the heaving crowd, set my sights on homeward pastures (the grass in the pavement) and my own daydream dilemma.