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welcome to my brain I was born upside down, Preikestolen in my spine, Baldr whispered, “Run wild,” and I never learned to walk—only charge. I meditate in chaos, hold breath till the silence shivers. Doctors panic. I just smirk. Two minutes is peace to me. I kick air to remind gravity that I’m still the boss and punch walls of thought just to hear them echo. Luzifer lights my thoughts— not evil, just awake. Baldr wraps them in gold. Shaolin monks? I’d spar one, bowing with bruises and respect. Poetry drips from my lungs like fog off the fjord. I speak in sparks and rhyme with thunder. My mind’s a temple with no roof— every god welcome as long as they listen. I am ADHD in motion and meaning. A storm wearing headphones. A spliff-lit oracle. And if you feel too much— if your heart rattles like mine— don’t run. Sit. Breathe. Roar.
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Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 6:43 PM UTC
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welcome to my brain I was born upside down, Preikestolen in my spine, Baldr whispered, “Run wild,” and I never learned to walk—only charge. I meditate in chaos, hold breath till the silence shivers. Doctors panic. I just smirk. Two minutes is peace to me. I kick air to remind gravity that I’m still the boss and punch walls of thought just to hear them echo. Luzifer lights my thoughts— not evil, just awake. Baldr wraps them in gold. Shaolin monks? I’d spar one, bowing with bruises and respect. Poetry drips from my lungs like fog off the fjord. I speak in sparks and rhyme with thunder. My mind’s a temple with no roof— every god welcome as long as they listen. I am ADHD in motion and meaning. A storm wearing headphones. A spliff-lit oracle. And if you feel too much— if your heart rattles like mine— don’t run. Sit. Breathe. Roar.
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Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 6:43 PM UTC
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