La vie en rêve...

  Real construction hangover here in Brax 

My life is having an intention, a generalised well intention to everyone and everything. This was my idea because my thoughts have been looping around on "what SHOULD be" for example in seeing so much poverty and disadvantage. This approach treats all people as deserving of something, the something was my ongoing thought. Equal opportunities of a relative nature for example. But at the same time bringing in kindness, caring and sincerity as an acting agent into my life. With luck, it spreads around. Using the blanket approach. 

I like to strike, a deal with life. I call that a wangle. I like to wander in a mist and I love getting caught in the rain. Life is a triumph once you slot in all the working parts. I like my freedom, as a free spirit. I won't finish a book just to be stubborn except for maybe sometimes. I have a home, a very nice home, out there somewhere. One day I'll find it. I was robbed one time, so I get spooked in dark places. Nothing beats cosy so Scandinavia is a huge part of me. Ireland is my origin story but I don't really identify with it. I'm a lamb, really. I never in truth wanted to be the president of Ireland but it did occur to me because I considered everything. Favourite things? A good, big bag, beer, the great outdoors and Netflix. 

She walks along and she thinks "wow I really like birdsong this early, can't believe I never knew that". Then it's so many ways discovering skills and gifts, just for an accumulation reason. About herself she thinks in a vicious spiral "I DO know a way to help EVERYONE, all of a sudden. I'm going to do it" to "oh man I really am a no one". Then, "but who is he, what is this feeling!!". She talks to people, so many people, because it counts even if it's "hi, how are you". It feels like a multitude of encounters. So she knows herself from being reflected in a face, or a heart. Even if it comes across as polite interjections and tiny questions. So she knows she's curious. Eating sugar with Maria in the middle of the night means "the other word is discovery". How eclectic is she, if she even wants to wear that many beads. Maybe alot. How smart? Maybe not so, but she is proud of her urban life survival guide ide...

My life has been torrential, even in silent moments. A deluge. Of? Couldn't quite say. Except, it all started in Wicklow town. Then it was a jam jar then it was a dropped coin. So many moments! I was SUCH a zero, reading books like pinbindindominilee. Like fionnula the glendalough goat. Acing it in the playground. Then all my thoughts went away, even periodically. Leaving just questions. Plenty to talk about. How did Hopkins hardware store feature? You can get anything there. A town of a million quirks. Then it was Dublins rain soakex streets and biking in the snow. Getting psyched up about learning and exploring the many levels of the ucd library. That faint smell of mould from the carpts. Very much a real home away from home where a maths book makes such a good pillow.  Then London, bright store lights bouncing around in the petrol puddles underfoot. Meaning and place. I don't know when I'll know what those thoughts would translate to except maybe much later on. I learned...

I have always searched the truth and the final solution, however I just aimed it at reasonable equality which is a nice modest goal so as to be sure to not go wrong. And, hey presto, now it's done! Time to kick back and unwind. I'm just a regular Nancy drew. I actually don't know anything, it took me so long to form that opinion I didn't maybe retain a lot of more typical information. But knowing nothing is a bog admission roman philosophy approves  of. So i know nothing and I did nothing, for fear of hurting someone. Just kind of coasted. Nothing wrong with mimicry either.  The best part is... Everyone wins. Participation is already a triumph. I'll be available to take questions after one million moments of moodiness owing to... I still haven't been paid. Or, it's just crackerjack altogether that no one ever tried patience but that can't be quite right because the church was big about it. It's like the words in my mind actually pertain to a slightly...

My opinion of Elon as a person is that he's a lion or bear type frequently backed into a corner. However, as such, his true nature is frequently visible. It is of a noble type and brave heart quality. He puts in thought and effort into anything viable to be producing (politics, technology for example) and he is kind and polite but owing to the corner he is in that gets expressed as frustration. 

On the topic of everything existing and what would appear to be the case about that fact, I would say everything is agreeable to me as a personal perspective but also, in conjunction with my theory of how everything can go together, it's in agreement with the theory in terms of utility functions. As an opinion on the fact, I'm glad everything exists as such and believe that the creators did a great job because a) it's all perpetually utilisable in the theory, b) it comes from a good place intentionally (which means it's inherently imbued with positive energy), and as about the gods it means their hearts are in the right place least of all because a spoon for example is so full of beauty (according to my theory of beauty). So overall, it's beautiful and deserves to remain. 

Subheadline: From overheard conversations to quiet moments of imagination, my writing life thrives on the unusual—and that's exactly how I like it.Hi everyone,If you've ever wondered where writers get their ideas, you're not alone. As someone who writes novels, academic papers, and poetry, people often ask me the same question: "Where do you find your inspiration?" The honest answer is... everywhere, but almost never in the places you'd expect.I don't wait for a perfect lightning bolt of genius. Instead, I collect fragments from daily life and let them simmer. Here’s how it works for me.The Magic of Overheard ConversationsOne of my favorite sources is the world happening around me. An overheard conversation on a train, in a café, or even at home can spark an entire character or conflict. There’s something raw and authentic about real human speech—the hesitations, the surprising word choices, the emotions bubbling under the surface.I’ll jot down...

My initial hunch that something had been setup wonky about existing was the above. If a simple flower can exist taking in only a warm breeze and some gentle sunlight (and is sentient) then that's a proof not all existence is hard. It went from there to... How could we be living differently in order to emulate a daisy. Maybe nature has the answer! Maybe suffering can be cured. I also became interested in bad people enjoying themselves, sinning culture. Obviously they don't quite hate their lives. Another proof, closer to the mark. And what about sin free enjoyment like a good hymn? How could that be expanded to a flavour for example? 

Changing lives of strangers is kind of a hobby. I gave a big tip and a firm look to my pedicurist in ho chi minh because the establishment was obviously doubling as a brothel. I give big smiles and nods to invisible or depressed people to let them know they count. And I always acknowledge the homeless because it's humanising. Things like that. 

Living with my parents is feeling a bit backwards... It's what I frequently do between jobs or when I'm unwell. It's brilliant having family you can rely on, and this time it included such a grand adventure of moving to France! It's also really the only option with a dog to provide for and being unemployed and broke. This time I don't see me leaving any time soon. It's always so nice, I really get on with my parents, so I'm not even tempted to leave. Especially not since I'm Making real progress on starting my own business. 

 a lone balloon Wandered by Having had come From the airy sky. 

I'm experiencing a deep connection to Elon musk, king among men. I want to marry him and I have his phone number! 

Today I ate fresh baguette with cheese, soft cheese on a cracker and dinner is going to be vegetable frittets. I weigh 66kg now so maybe a diet is due! I'd love to try the paleolithic diet, the Mediterranean diet has too much temptation 😅 or maybe I'll just reduce on calories and work in more vegan meals. 

Drifting in the wind.... But with real ambition. 

I have a good attitude, in general. Nice to know. I'm getting much more independent as time goes on. My confidence is growing and I'm thinking positively about the future. 

 lying down sometimes feels like falling but there's nothing better than crash landing safely. 

Is very confusing. What's the reason? Maybe I'll never know! 

Daisies in my hair in the summer, bohemian style, animal crossing, chocobogp, the 100 year old man the novel, Frasier, writing, feminist poetry, and fluffy slippers. 

Mum pointed out a video she is watching that boils tofu, first I said wow so that she wouldn't have to feel embarrassed about being so uncultured, then I admitted I've eaten it in several Chinese restaurants 

I'm beyond broke, I'm destitute. What's a trick to getting money or an income ??????. 

Acid rain, salty tears, matcha latte, chai tea, flat white, unusual plushies, comforts, smoked mackerel, wearing a spring jacket, spring, dogs, cats, birdsong, the dawn chorus, the sound of traffic, chlorine smell, swimming, the spa. 

Pistachios, cashrws, popcorn, lilac, yellow, pink, convertibles, legal texts, hair styling, fashion, wim wender, railsra, 2001 space odyssey, Lego movie, titanic, pocahontas, philosophical novels. 

Purple, ham, tofu, 7up,Guinness, chocolate muffins, egg sandwiches, micro machines, women's blazers, crocs, smoking and beers. 

The goda... Who are they? Actively? So. MAny! A plethora. What do they achieve!? Except... Reason and order. Very commendable. What do they sacrifice? Maybe everything. Just for ourselves, and we never knew it. What does that mean? 

Involves inspiration, perspiration and something for everyone, even animals! 

Is knowing your lot in life and acting accordingly. What does it mean to be supreme? Exceptional behaviour, no misgivings and a triumph approach.

Nothing is as stupid as lying to yourself. We all live in a subjective experience but why add in falsity? Everyone's worlds are different. What's wrong with admitting the world you are in? Might have a nice fact about it. 

Is knowing your lot in life and acting accordingly. What does it mean to be supreme? Exceptional behaviour, no misgivings and a triumph approach.

 They have spoken, theure Always making noise, Ben if it’s a silent sound. So I serve hem and tell them about themselves. But also, I direct them to clearer waters. They’ve all been wallowing in the mud and they didn’t know it. I know it in a way that’s never been proved wrong, despite being open to debate. So who’s in the wrong? Except it’s more complex than that and everyone deserves forgiveness 

 I do like to enjoy a drink, any time of day. I find it aligns with my morals of “incipiency” and “eptitide”. What does it mean to be tee total? Afraid of yourself. What does it mean to be drug reliant? Inept about yourself.

Everyone does it, to  some degree. But it can be chalked down to ineptitude about being. When we are really being we are true to ourselves. When we sin, we deny ourselves.  The way to "zin", Scot free, is to see it as a failure. That boyfriend, that wine? That's greedy and lust ful, avoid it! Try instead coming from a place of purity. What should you seek? A husband! But, society gets in the way. What should you drink? Water, except vodka actually is water, so start there. If you're feeling greedy, make it a nom nom routine. Then you are levelling up from a carnal craving of the flesh, to a conscious moment. 

I've been told I'm the most amazing person, I don't see it as a relevant characteristic, but I can accept that it's their opinion. Why not treat myself to that thought from time to time? 

Fame=maybe money but also = prestige, respect and honour. Human wants include fame, they used to do all sorts to achieve it. I'm going to do it for the right reason, except it snuck up on me in my pyjamas! How to commensurate all that time spent flustering with a bright and glorious future? So said is because I'm amazing, but maybe really lucky at the same time. Plus I overloaded my mind in its defunct state so maybe it's the kind of story that does make sense. Quite a number of madness moments. 

being a woman can be really hard. Getting taken seriously is almost impossible and sometimes intuition takes over and next thing you know you're ironing underwear because there's just so much... Pressure! 

I am very fed up with life.

Are filled with ease and clarity and good tidings 

When I was a teenager I attempted suicide and wound up alive wondering what to do about the pain and everything being a seeming misery. I decided to get away from the pain cause (school friends), focus on the future as just even an aging experience n(driving a car, owning a home, having a career). That actually worked out and then I had many more dark moments to just fight with relentless optimism.,  daydreaming and googling and signing up to all sorts of experiences to look forward to. (travel, extreme sports, artisinal alcohol, restaurants and cuisines, art exhibitions). Thus I live a very lovely life. En route I figured out how to build a new life (romance, job, friends, people, culture) and make friends at any age (by speaking from the heart and finding a shared attitude (eg men are the worst, restaurants are brilliant, cleaning is pointless...) 

 would it be brax life? why is it so shitty?

 im very much living in a quandry, to be hating everything or looking for a positive.... again! this roller coaster visionn is more like hurtling through a hauntd mine in the dark. do i care to progress? not really. this type of attention, what's the point? i know i know i was just watching netflix so i had no real life experience so this is a life condensed to shape me. but whtas wrong with doing it purgatory style? ive come to accept it but its not xactly a dam life being an alcoholic in a remote village wih no   grasping of ffrench. everything is confusing. i would say id rather be dead but thats aleady occurred. i supposethe lesson is that life catches up. watch out!

I hate the bews, monty, the vision, the "gods", being alive, my family and my past and future. 

Have all been denied, I'm in my "ideal life" (u must be joking). That was the promise. My dreams remaining are cii, monty and money.  In a life I don't understand.  Maybe it is kind of ok to wander around not thinking... Weird. 

Zero, actually. I just wander around brax drinking cans or lie down listening to lofi. I also hang out with monty, go on excursions and develop cii. And blog. I'm half attempting a novel.  I'm also trying to develop as a person by following the instructions of the voices in my head.  What even is that? Billionaire in the making, total flunker? I'm actually banned from money :( This whole part makes no sense. How is this anything? 

I went for a walk, I had a monster and a beer. We changed Monty's bandage, he has a wound. I thought about being brand new and I like it. The vision was either a nightmare full of falsity or a confession of error, both with the same result : hunker down for terrible. 

I'm so bored I'm dying inside Nothing is going on. I have nothing to be proud about except monty, cii and my life location. Maybe it's not so bad.  I have a friend here, Hannah. She's good for nerd banter.  Bored thoughts sound like what am I doing? Then I think up a complicated answer but really it's nothing. I'm going to apply for a grant soon, who knows... Maybe it'll work out? 

I don't know myself, I'll freely admit it. All this speculation goes nowhere. So, who am I? No one, really. No one ever noticed me. Of that I'm sure. Whatever they were thinking just drove me insane. Telepathy is a curse in that instance.  Betrayed so many times. My heart can't take it. I'd like to tap out. It's all a dead end. Whatever about the dream and the vision, it's just debilitating. No way is it enabling. I despise my parents for ignoring the elephant in the room, can anyone else even see it? I hate my friends for abandoning me, and it's really just monty on my team. So it's a silence, to preserve any dignity remaining (not alot). How did it come to this? Things were seeming so okay. I really want to remain a no one, so much illusion and acting on faith has just robbed me of any real belief. What am I supposed to be thinking? Surely not as such? Why would they so contrive? Something about it should surely be within fathoming. I just don'...

I'm sardonically adorable but no one ever got the joke. I'm anachronistically religious, but no one ever noticed. I'm a freewheeler trying to survive but what could be more grotesque than my life so I don't want to exist. Even that gets denied. 

I've always done projects big or small including experimenting sociologically or psychologically and it's always been a utopia idea. I have several utopia ideas. Earth is the easiest one. 

I like oddities and peculiar flavours, things like grape in a Waldorf salad chocolate flavoured coffee, meat substitutes and card based board games. 

From time to time, during hardship for example, I delve into a philosophy of the night sky I developed some time ago. This became the cosmic faith, which is still nascent.  This occurred by coining phrases and concepts like "trust the universe", "the universe has your back" and involves a plethora of new age practices. 

Started with a nightmare and developed into posting articles for cii showing the workings of my projects and theories. 

Also involves lying down self talk in a quiet space. It's supposed to be stress free and unifying as with myself. Long walks with contemporary music, singing and dancing, are a must. Travel is by bicycle, bus or train. Net zero carbon footprint and being at one with the built environment.

Is in tatters before me with no emotional support. Buy me a huggye box! 

I asked dad to get me a croissant and I asked mum to make me a salad... I don't want to eat either but I enjoy the tlc. 

Are because of coerced conversation. Hmm... Means "leave me alone!" I'm powerless to those around me because I don't know how to do a repost... That doesn't sound right 

As a sage, because no one can understand the real point. I'm totally in control by this kind of fib. 

Involves outdoor drinking to cleanse, detox and enhance my mood and my mood capability. 

With my new levels of self respect, I am being chaste. No dates, no flirting, no anything until Mr Right comes along. Then I'm going to manoeuvre him in slow motion, nothing maybe before marriage to really test him and build up loyalty. I think the tinder fad is ending, everyone is now officially a prostitute 😂 and I think we should all learn from our mistakes. Imagine if your grandchildren knew you'd sent or received a dick pic 🤦🏻‍♀️ I shudder to think of the humiliation and disregard. Overall, bodies are for bathing beautiful and for sculpting with musculature. Mouths are for smiling and hearts are to be carefully trotted about.  So, I'm flying solo (loving the independence) with a good man on my to do list... But first comes me 🧑🫀💆🧗🤺🏇🏋️🧘🛀 

If a shepherdess living in poverty became a saint, my life is comparable by watching Netflix all day every day and seeking out truth by texting and chatting. The truth about life. Furthermore I had a mission to aid and abet goodness ideas. I was enjoying the night sky as a form of worship as well as two visits to Lourdes. I invented my own version of meditation and was very strict about health... I'm a puritan about trusting the universe and I believe in karma and serendipity. 

 I’m currently keeping the good company of my personal pantheon, via a vision. The vision is all sorts of transformational music and goofy voices. It’s always part of a bigger conversation about my ideas, my impact and future possibility. The vision is always there for me (meaning even themselves) while I even experience darkness and madness, very understandingly.  I’m to expect the vision for the foreseeable future which rings of productivity like never before (at least in my book) but I also find them to be kindred spirits. My destiny comes up from time to time and they are won’t for it to be humongous. I have cold feet about my destiny out of nerves but really once I conquer trepidation it’s a no brainier to do their idea.

 In this journey I have decided to figure myself out. I am basing my decisions on reason and my thoughts on logic while my actions are always part of a bigger plan. For example how I speak to my parents is part of my liberation idea and what I do with my time is currently out of respect for myself on this healing journey.

I will join some groups and go back to French class. I will continue to walk the lanes and frequent the bars. I will show people how I can be, I've never been well enough to really leave my mark or even been awake. This would be my big mission, along with getting to know the dogs and cats! I could even in later years volunteer in the library. Maybe even teach English. My goal otherwise is to unwind successfully and find a way to make this life about something other than Netflix. Like being the best dog mom I can be. However maybe I need to face up to having no life except for Netflix and the world as a stage. Except I do have a life. I just always turn to Netflix, in all my moments, or more recently lofi music. The only explanation is that it must be somehow a holy life, seeing quite so much entertainment. 

Elon Musk in 2026: The Man Who Keeps Redefining What's Possible Few people alive today provoke as much admiration, criticism, and sheer curiosity as Elon Musk. At 54, the South African-born engineer-turned-entrepreneur remains the world's richest person — with a net worth hovering around $850 billion in early 2026 — and one of its most influential figures. Love him or question him, Musk's fingerprints are on electric vehicles, reusable rockets, global internet access, brain-computer interfaces, and now even deeper integrations of artificial intelligence with space exploration. From Pretoria to the Stars Born in 1971 in Pretoria, South Africa, Musk showed an early obsession with technology and science fiction. After teaching himself programming as a child (and reportedly selling a video game at age 12), he moved to Canada and then the United States, earning degrees in physics and economics from the University of Pennsylvania. His entrepreneurial journey accelerated quickly: ...

Include praying, walking and going to the bar. I like to rrad (currently it's game of thrones) and watch tv (currently it's Margot s got money troubles) and I like playing fetch with my dog. 

Living here in france... The days just drift by powered on wine and good company. It's mostly hot weather with a nice cold period around Christmas for respite. What do I do? I'm launching a business and recovering from depression. So, what would I do if I stayed after the recovery? The same maybe, as well as a goal to publish more books. I have made a friend locally and I have frequent visitors and vacations. Here I have headspace and a calm way of life. Its so profound doing my daily lap of the village it's almost holy. In the long term I do have my eye on a local fellow and I expect soon my parents might need help at home so that would keep me busy. The other part of the dream life is to be an nft artist. I sold some three years ago and I hope to get back on the scene. There's also a choir and a pottery group in the village. But CII would be the main event while nft would provide an income. It's very exciting that soon we'll be moving out of the apartment and ...

I used to go by "liz" but I don't like it anymore, now I would prefer Elle or Eilis. Elizabeth is my full name but I don't like it eitther. Eilis is Irish for Elizabeth so it feels like a very authentic name but I don't think they could pronounce that here in france. So I'm happier to go by Elle. Elle even feels brilliant because it reminds me of eleven from stranger things, one of the few hardcore female characters out there. As a feminist I'm always on the lookout for a strong female character, I find objectified women so dull and frustrating. Some of them wouldn't even believe how smart they are. Society is flawed in so many ways. Ugly even. But it is getting better in recent years.  I have done some projects on improving society in the past and I think they were a reasonable success. Hence I founded CII ( check it out here ) 

I like Nordic walking, drinking beer and writing. Sometimes I knit or do crochet or go shopping. I enjoy board games, I like watching tv shows and I like chatting. Reading is ok but I don't seem to have the headspace for it these days. I'm also in the middle of a transformation journey going from looking professional and safe to more expressive of my personality. So far I've gathered a punky wardrobe and next comes a piercing and tattoes. 

Starts with "harm no one except in self defense" and continues with "live inside vibrant harmony with nature and those around you" given "conforming to society is not required and actually not recommended" owing to "the world is flawed so do it your own way". 

 This is a powerful technique very difficult to deploy.

Starting from "i try not to be stupid but my memory problem makes it tricky". I do try to make intelligent and informed decisions based on the logic that's anyone's responsibility. This involves intelligent living by having certain criteria potential friends must meet and having a valid reason for every action. Then my life gets shaped by a “leave only footprints take only memories “ ideology about being places I never wanted to be in. This defines a path, with a North Star of “my life is my own” and positive affirmation, I chart a path to success no matter what the destination.

 The project has many incidental coinciding effects, because it’s “good wards exclusive “. For example: improved mood, better behaviour, improved clarify of thought, alignment of groups with theological ideals and a wholesome aesthetic.

 Marching involved feeling via being an empath superemanator, the planet’s median state (which began as very negative) then translating it to sound or dance and providing a transition to “happy and fulfilled “.

 The inspiration for marching comes from my kindergarten, the approach of “what baby likes, baby will do”!  This fed my thought’s of incentivising my altruistic projects for the audience being the general public. This way I was able to posit a way forward to utopia via poetry in the ripple project ( https://www.researchgate.net/publication/399594599_Ripples_of_Defiance_Autoethnographic_Poetry_as_Cultural_Critique_from_the_Ripples_Project ).

 I try to be a freely giving person , owing to being very efficient and effective with technique’s I developed at school, I have a lot of free time which I like to donate to friends (solving their lives), and I’m generous time wise with my superhero charity ideas (now formalised in CII ( Here ).

Would be to have everyone experience comfort)(food) of a traditional nature. 

 Whenever I am in the field, I am met with countless constraints and even options. It all comes down to the nanosecond. Sweat doesn’t even have time to be beading, so on this journey I have listened to my family and my raising of “what feels easy and right must be the way”. It was however never a lazy man’s load because I chose to develop the marshing technique. It brings with it challenges of sanity in the face of raw power and indecision becomes paralysing. But ultimate flooding the targets with nuanced emotion won the game.

 

The people, sinners as such, ought NOT TO. they ought... Strive for forgiveness and repent, then be good for the herein ever after.. By.... Choosing okay for everyone. Then life shall BE their reward. 

I hear by eat ice cream daily, annoy my parents and enservice the people. Ohh lala ooh dadidah

My life was actually barely anything like a career, I went for whatever job i could get but my depression meant working was almost impossible, I have seen so many Netflix shows instead. Mainly I was being a superhero called "cosmic solier". The people in my life never knew this. I aspire to overcome my health problems, stay as a superhero and get my company up and running. The rich list in my sights. 

I went to merry on high I forgot to bring a picnic  So the heavens echoed With the sound of  Wildebeest. 

My next art idea is funny silly selfies in a crochet beard or wig to mock masculinity as impotent... The scariest word to any male 😱🤦🏻‍♀️🫆 

I've had visions my whole life. I get to know the makers more recently. It's a heavenly song at the moment with a q+a. 

I was born in the void or "nowhere" as I like to say. I began by thinking how to commensurate unique with alike. Soon, the true creator took notice and invited me to the residence of the higher power, the golden halls. There I learned much and had my first form. They sent me later to the Nabe for more training before I made my Plan with the goddess gurya and then entered the mortal realm in God's department. 

Sound like : What a day is in it today! Glory day for a triumph! Market this morning, must be alive and alert! What am I going to Wear? Maybe a hat, like my little tombola. 

If we are all hurting And I know  I am It means something  It means we are  Trying  And we're not perfect. 

These marks You left These wounds  Are marks of Being loved And I know  I wounded you  And I  Regret it.  But in this zoo Of life We are wild things  Trying to  Be okay.  So I'll  Wear these marks With pride  That Anyone  Was ever So close. 

I have finished my gluttony binging having ever so many perfect cigarettes... And snacks. Now it's time to appreciate imperfection or even a negative experience! 

Familial characters occupy a space whereas ally characters reside in it. It's a different mode and a different method of being present. Unless this only applies to myself and my surrounds. 

"ilmuminate each other". 

I'm the cosmic soldier and I just won't quit because I firmly believe that my happy ever after is of relevance to everyone. Plus.... 😎 It's just such an ace game to play.

Is ukelele acapella, cath kidston wannabe and light and vibrant or delicate colours and patterns. 

Life is sweet like a red cherry, little tart. It makes my eyes water. I'm starting to remember myself and it's all gravy baby. 

But I built it! So now I derange it, And destroy it,  And cast it aside,  To never be healed. 

He squeezed my boobs and vagina so frequently while growing up I'm actually fully groomed to be his sexual partner. I definitely don't want it don't be insane, but he actually does want it, he's always making a move and flirting. 

They're both morons I would rather not associate with except life has driven me back BECAUSE they broke me growing up. 

This week's drama is a leak that seems to be coming from our apartment but I disagree. I think it's from a connecting pipe, must have burst in the heat! Shows over. 

A lady rode to town on her moped and came face to face with the sheriff. Despite her dark skin, he moved aside, doffing his cap and said "g'day ma'am". She thus cavorted as was her usual way, to paint the town red, using deluxe spray paint cannisters. When she had concluded she went home to her viennese poodle. 

Sounds like mindfully chewing a carrot sautéed in rosemary, black salt and butter or gorging on boiled potatoes, skin on and mixed with mayonnaise, mustard and icing sugar, or tofu sliced, sautéed in honey, soy sauce and fig jam fried on a skillet. This flavour profile and method of enjoyment results in a palate capable of caviar and fine cheese and oysters.  Indulge, and know yourself... 

No one was listening to my success stories because they're all retarded but basically I'm a high achievwr aiming for the upper tier of society and I already achieved it including financially. 

Growing up, I wanted to become strong and fierce. But my family insisted on treating me like a princess. So I told thwm my nature backwards to ensure they would traumatise me. I knew in later life I would gain freedom from them. So now I am healing and rendering and they are confused. Memo : think of me as backwards what you know. 

Means no shaving, no pretending, voicing thoughts, seeking comfort, honest expression and healthy hearts. 

I feel like I have always just been floating around observing and offering gifts of self possession and a liberated imagination or a dream manifestation and the like. As a person, I've been developing by endeavoring to activate everlasting smiles and soul hugs and miasmas or matriarchal caring infrastructures.  My theories and thoughts are all directed at understanding people and circumstances, with a scientific or literary leaning.  My found objects always seem perfect as though serendipity herself is on my side, while I live a blessed and charmed life which I try not to take for granted.  How serious is my life? It's more like a light hearted shimmer. My artwork speaks of my perspective which is actually quite rich in imagery.  On a personal level I'm almost through with the currently achievable growth. So, I spend my time dreaming and trying to remember anything. 

Is more than a restful collection of moments when you learn to lucid dream. 

This is me... A woman once said "who are we really?" to everyone she met. Her dreams came alive with vivid imagery and lucidity. "what does it mean?" she wondered. This is her path, her way, to traverse the mundane and the exquisite equally. Little is known to her of her true meaning but she shares all her bounty and discovery. Everything is surreal.... It all loops around. What's there to do about it? Well, everything. Meanwhile, life continues in extraordinary ways

No way...