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Baby. Why can't I stop ever moving. Must I be I a perpetual state of flirtation with the monastic. Must I fast and move, punishing my body with weight induced pain. The silence, schizophrenia, and sweat..Must i refuse to wear protective gear. Ever ?. Taunt helios. Stare into the noon-nide sun.

As you grow people lose you. Does the relationship evolve or mature ? Or does it stop.

crystal meth is demonic. It invites the most frenetic ones into your body. Never touch it.

yay is fine.

Tried to wish a friend happy birthday. come to find out they had blocked me. You lose a lot of friends just by never moving your internal moral needle, amid sea changes and turbulent societal waves.

But it sucks and it is kinda lonely.

It seems I have a rep among older friend groups. People may think I am someone I am not. For the record, I am the same person I’ve always been, the same one they befriended many years ago. I’m just a better version of my self. Chiseled away at my 20s and refined it into a 31 year old man. If anything, I am better than I have ever been, and get better every day. I dont need to speak on any accomplishments, who needs it, but I can say I am better than ever.

It’s a heroic feeling to finally like yourself --- like to actually genuinely privately like yourself, and not in a self empowerment LadyGagaLizzo mantra-like way. In a quiet & calm way. I do. Maybe I can be fine with being misunderstood by anyone.

There is a moth in my brain

flickering around a candelight crystal

rods, cones, metronomes

orchids wiggling, chicklings, bees

drunken flightpaths, dizzying infinities

sunlights dancing on the sistine ceiling

delta eights and ketamines

That dip me into sleep

Impossible to dream