We all just want to be...
It's times like these when I'm a free agent that I find my thoughts
leaning toward fond images of being filled with a deep love in all
ways for a certain special someone...I almost like that I'm single
more right now because I can appreciate the idea of a love so true
and strong...that much more from my perspective..bc when you're
in it..your view is skewed. So, here I am..full of curiosity, wonder,
and awe at the beauty of the existence of the possibility...or at what
could materialize at any point based on the splendor of my positioning.
I'm a psyborg...
so just musing over a few things today, nothing new...
-u are either with me or i don't have time for you.
-simply loving something is not sufficient for enriching one's existence, BEING that which you claim you so love, IS however.
-like childbirth once you reach a monumental achievement..some hardships are automatically forgotten, thus the importance of journals, blogs, writing goals down...
-no one cares more about my stuff than I do.
-I can do whatever the *@$ I want
-PARIS is my current home.
-What I say manifests.
-I am a psyborg: i possess mental capabilities that enable me to rearrange my physical state, location, scenery, lattitude/longitude, form, species, exoskeletal arrangement, structural integrity of my environment and etc...
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