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Feb 2015
a talk, here and there, smoke

David was right, about this and that

yes, yes yes, and he, looks out the window when he is speaking

his voice is a relaxed tenor, with a gruff, with a trimmed, kept white beard, healthy looking

progress not perfection

practice humility and you will never be humiliated

what do you mean by this?  what does that mean in relation to yourself?

the laughs, we laugh, irony, george carlin

just sighs, but the productive ones, the ones that a train makes in its initial conflict with the engine, the wheels clinking over the spokes, the passengers looking out the window in reserved anticipation, children asking for more candy

just, therapy, a relationship of authenticity, but then you have to ask what is authentic, the self is starting to drive me crazy, I feel who I am changes every day

I am one at a party, and I celebrate my new found self, and it is opened and it climaxes,

and then I emerge from the sofa and it stinks of stale smoke, the floors sticky, and

I am in the shower and naked, naked, water, euphoric, cleansed

and I look in the mirror, and who?  what?  

is an imagination capable of shifting the behavior enough that reason can be manipulated, and even the most insane, deviant ideas can be justified with symbols, language?  the right language,

centered, strong defense, high jump, killer right jab,
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
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