last night was a whirlwind. I met so many people. Unanimously they indicated their admiration and approbation of, well, me. and yet the energy of the evening was at times spoilt - war... you know? absolutely nothing. and nothing can be so dangerous.
we entered the zone, an energized local sector with distinct deficiencies. and a wonder station.whoa you cannot do that. but they did. in contrast to my human, I, fortunately, was not called a bitch. an illiterate one at that. outrageous. she tells me she has read many books, though her proof is lacking due to professed minimalism. sadly this alienates her from other literati.
so I watched and listened in horror to the many instances of basic human degradation. we met a young man coming out. at least we can believe in something. in daycare earlier that day I admit, I humped a new friend to his discomfort. for shame. perhaps we are all simply trying to relate? well. there must be a better way. a more effective way - to say yesto love
feels like a missed connection
you told me that I did it even though it hurt you and I did it.
you'd hurt me
I think you're well above ok.
its too late and it
doesn't seem like the depth
is apparent. between us
there's not quite that communication of one mind to another mind and its hard. my mind wants that mind to mind.
I say I don't mind.
sad enough, all right. but
like time misspent. wasted sounds judgmental. the links listen to me. I'm telling you
and yet to be honest honestly, I am so angry.
may be sleep will bring relief.