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a vague attempt

Last night, my brother was telling me about a new age haunted house that is up North. In NYC, they make you sign a waiver.. In which you have no problem with the actors touching you.. Anyone that has attended a traditional haunted house knows the standard rules..

They sell out nightly.
I'm highly intrigued.

I fell asleep & awoke to an immensely, deep feeling.
My dreams. My mind.

How the series of events that lead up to this crowning moment. How easily I am convinced that I deserve this.. "award" for being so patient. It's my latest fantasy. My daydreams of it happening have materialized to arousal. One must create strategies or should I maintain its dormancy.

Sleep is no fun. You cannot enjoy it simultaneously. I want to enjoy things with you .

Today a customer gave me a fountain pen with two ink cartridges. If I dislike using the pen he asks that I return the gift for he may find use of it..

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October 2010

Mystery Girl

Not a day goes by I wanna disappear

Into her eyes a mother pearl

and my head feels dead with all this useless fighting

But my heart ain't dead cause it keeps on loving

The girl hit hard like a barracuda baby

She floated on air like a crest of wave

She was a primal institution, she was a danger to herself, yeah!

Mad loving by the cold hearted

take a deep breath babe cause we just started

"Go ahead and build a better a messiah, we can dig
another grave"

This is your calling

If you are hearing this, there is nothing I can do

Something has grown out of my chest.

I have seen it.

It is hard and cold.

It has been dormant for many years.

We are trying to save you, I have come to save you.

This is what you deserve,
this is what we deserve

This is something we have brought upon ourselves.

We are not a victim, you are not a victim.

We are not a victim, you are not a victim.

God will grovel before me.

God will crawl at my feet.

And the time is this

And the time is...

When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you...

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