death is a combing`

sigh, we all must face death some time but hopefully we'll both just way way way in the future just blink out like a lightbulb that don't work no more,y'know?

friend's friend gravely ill

friend being so gravely ill...
how awful it must be to feel that badly
when we ourselves grow old
let's be healthy
right up till the last momento,'eh

i don't wanna go to w tommorrow i wann remain a 'cationing bum

doublemessagering can drive a body nuts
even when it is a reflection of the beloved's own stuff so i can totally relate
plus
i myself give myself doublemessages all the time anyhow
(i'll just have one of those brownies, and will most assuredly NOT eat all 'leven of 'em for a postmeal snakc)
and the other message
Wow, i'm just gonna eat till i'm full...
thinking how whilst listening to gil frondal's mediation on the zencast website on Doubt
and it is helpful and healing
and staying away from sports
p.s. seems like on the 'lection: we trusted our guy and he was our sensation rockstar
now 'they' have 'their own' and the shimmer may not wear off 'fore the day of reckoning dang it

pushin' too severely on myself, but that has been my lifeleaf patter wren

as a youth, always troubled by must do more must flutter highlier
and never expressing that joy which is my rebirth right...
so lotus pleasured to have to NOT go to the dentalist today...even hygenical hijinks trip me out
but i was able to pull away from tension into deliberated laxation

ironically in what the bleep the polish wedding scene

sorely reminiscent of my own first real drunk(well maybe my second?)
at this polish wedding i was afeared of course to interact and then after having some screwdrivers just asked folks to danc with me
friend's father asked him to ask me w as I okay?
well i biked home and thought(i was sixteen) wow i danced i danced

ironically in what the bleep the polish wedding scene

sorely reminiscent of my own first real drunk(well maybe my second?)

at this polish wedding i was afeared of course to interact and then after having some screwdrivers just asked folks to danc with me

friend's father asked him to ask me w as I okay?

well i biked home and thought(i was sixteen) wow i danced i danced

smiling as i remember

smiling as i remember
them healinering sharings we shared lastterday
how us was interminably attuned
didn't mind wrong directions (leastaways, long as we was traffic cone safe)
and how we went the easiest of ways
buffeted by those whose opines was the opposite of our own, who pine for them what we feels is in no wise weiss enough to become our obermeisters
and that ole devilish daniel johonston and his bovine bleaterings
if only he himself hadn't grown to reassemble one so deeply
and those lucky stars of which he swqueaks?
alas, i thinketh the knotteth not one iota of luckstream
I just SORELY gladiola gladdy glads to be lazarus lipleap lazaoid today
no w for two more
and then back into the mechano
but this time, one beliefs, with a deatchement from the attache,yea?