When I get to being anxious or worrying and all that
it seems to recede and all I can view(like that song Everybody's Talking At Me by Nillson) is how life seems so long and pointless.
Ah, but when I am attuned to my babysoul
then
then "I see"
sort of like cosmic peek-a-boo, no?
Showing posts with label help me to remain sober clam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label help me to remain sober clam. Show all posts
Saturday, November 17, 2007
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