Being formed and alive
Is a lonely, hard concentration of energy.
But effortless flowing  ease
Upon dissolving into the Everything Sea.

It's fine to take on life
Like the world is in peril
And needs a hero.
But all preferences, passions
And meat beings alike
Are inevitably divided by zero.

Ready for the swirl
Not afraid of fast, ugly, disgusting
Reality.
With the goofy grin of
Puzzled euphoria,
I rush through the tube.
Everything is on parade,
Smooshed and swirled beyond individuality or recognition.
I don't mind.
Why have preferences?
It's all getting in the <divided by zero>
Parade anyway.

My mind
Keeps trying to find purpose
In things

...zzżžź
Ringggg ernt ernt ernt
Yawn
Hmmmmmm
( is it still real that those guys who get everything wrong have nukes? )
"Oh ****."

Each wordlessly studies,
"Teach me precisely how to dominate you
As you like it."
Attuning, catching the rhythm.
Brilliant sharing of uncut lust
Vicious, loving alchemy that melts and merges selves.
Their ingenious accomplishment:
Truly becoming lost in the swirl.

*******!
I need to be nice to my wife so *******.
Shove a shovel up your ****.
I hate that I end up expressing my anger at my wife!
**** the TV. **** my cat. **** my house.
I HATE YOU!!!
Hate, cancer, ****, ****!
I'm beating your brain out because I LOVE my wife.
Not you though!
*******!
Die!
***** evil ******* bunch of petty destructive *****!
******* ALL!
Phew I think I can go be sweet now.
Sorry guys.
Thanks for the session