Proof By Exception
what's going on? that's what i'd like to know, seems someone's read something, images
of me exersising, playing sport and jacki chan
poking fun, and I think it all to get me to write just two lines, or is that to
do press ups, perhaps swing two wands, in dominion, or is that vibrators, perhaps
make a speech, so am I responding to someone elses suggestions, in which case it's
awfully pleasent, or is it the other, senses change every so often, think
of it as gentle ripples, of the tide washing up the beach which is where i'd love
to be, and then it gets more emotional, perhaps the wrong words to describe it.
So here we are, what's my stance on spirit, god and religion.
Perhaps a west wing politician is needed to argue the seperate of church and state,
and artical 9, of our human rights act, nope that's not right, it's not relevent
at all, and i'm listenting to what, exactlly? that us try and figure it out.
it's either all in my mind, i'm insane, or both. perhaps neither. how do we tell,
well is anything which is being told to me accurate? how to put it to the test?
well dreams of next doors garden, say otherwise, no they want me to indicate something
else, what? hell if I know, perhaps a performance, based on that wank i did for
freedom, hence its always good to keep the ladies on side, another mistake, my leg
indicates otherwise, i get energy sensations, which tell me what's what, a bit like
governing by commitee, so schitzophrinia it is, only they tell me things, which
others thinking? strange but true, so if i get lucky once, twice, when do i rule
out theres more going on then I think? then i have predestination to deal with,
and dreams which are years ago, shapping my future, or leading me to build my confidence,
spill my guts, and perhaps another work out is in order, another distraction.
so many lead ins, but where to take it, my choice, but hardly proof of anything,
which is why I was supposed to be promoting what? devils advocate.
not concise enough, so if i spend so much time listening and not enough working,
its hardly going to lead me to whre i want to go, or is this a sweat down, what
is it, thats connected to what's gone before.
anyway, trying to think while typing never good, or automatic writting, read journels
for that, thats where it flushes out my system, so where do we go?
theory, suggestion, if i remember from dreams, i had to take the runaway track,
to the end of the line and back, so here it goes. psychometry, energy, i read into
it, and its all suggestion? wrong. its more then that, i almost brought the argument,
then i started to recall, whats gone before, you see if you make notes, you don't
loose what you've done before, you can go back, and look things up, and you see
patterns, too many coincicdences, and loose ends, and here it is, we are at least
partially linked in someway, at the subconcious level, another mistake, so do we
go beyond that, its inteligent, comes and goes, responding to actions, of
course this could be all in the mind.
surely another processor, sub part, making suggestions, thinking at a deeper, looser
level, or perhaps not at all, its wroking to my aid (I hope) so here it is, can
I trust it? should I trust it? and can I learn to live with it?
well after two years, its clear you have no choice, for once you open pandoras boc,
and you develop the skills, the connections your stuck with it, and its a pressing
engagement, another suggestion, how odd, the pressure changes, the guiding light,
the luciferian tantra did it, perhaps it knows the response before the reality dawns.
of course spirit could be nothing more then thought forms, suggestion, and lucky
guesses, i hope not, else i'm the luckies man alive, and now i'm at the beach, how
odd, another link, another suggestion, so where's it at.
why are we not consistent with each other? so close, yet so far, another misnomour,
i must be getting worse at this, for i've not learnt my lesson, say nothing, till
its all revealed, of course works never like that, you refine, and you learn and
you second guess, analysie and perhaps you come lucky once, twice, thrice, then
it getss silly, probability, random lucks, how often should you win the lottery
before its rigged?
begining to sweat, so much trust in something I don't understand, proof is not an
option, but I can rule the obvious out, the six of clubs, is mine to seek, its in
the tarot, and in the middle piller, and this is what i write, because it's a start
of something more, oh good a persuasive argument, but which one, where's it end,
and whats scrippled out, i shouldn't do this, but just once, i'm going to take a
chance, working for life, and working for home [help]. Is it me or is it them.
It almost writes itself,butifully done, but is it me, or up above, as down below,
the eyes have it, only not, for if shiva did we would all be gone, and so i drift
into religion, and hyberbaly, trying to explain the opposite of what was, with what
is, and knowing no matter what i say, it will be wide off the mark, so god is me,
and in me, and not, for they are all miscomprehensions, as we stick our finger in
the air, and go maybe that, its not fear, and its not love, for its neutral in its
guise, and thats what makes adjustment IX worse.
Have I adjusted yes and ..
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Correction; to set the record straight, i've never cheated
on a women, the story with the handjob, was her boyfriend in the roo, god was for effect, same with
all the other boyfirends, where women have cheated
on em, her choice not mine, i just concented, perhaps theres
a reason for the mistrust thing, or should i stay quiet, and let the statistics
speak for themselves... never a good thing or we wouldnt trust any of them, so perhaps
let us judge indiviudals from now on. eves awful, isnt she, it must be in the gense,
so forgive them, and dont hold it against them.
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