Being at a loss about what to do I got more
food & ate as if on death row - as if having
to taste my favourite sweets before life as
we know it is over; currently home life’s
Like living on a volcano spewing fire & lava -
your Prima Donna moods & determination
to not have any conversation about news
that seems relevant to me has become an
Obstacle to the free-flow of thoughts - and
my erstwhile best friend will not talk to me,
will not consider my theories nor anything
important I wish to express - now how can
I go on: - I tried to withdraw into the inner
cathedral of my mind only to find I’ve lost
the way, cannot enter at present: There is
no inner sanctuary - my heart’s turning
Into stone, I play the role of being me and
imitating myself, yet there’s nobody behind
the mask; seems like inspiration is lost as
life holds no interest - tomorrow I’ll reread
Parts of The Mayan Prophecies by Gilbert
& Cotterel & construct a temporary haven
for my mind until life returns to its normal
imbalance where life is fun & we shall be
Able to laugh again until the joy we feel
changes life into a magical story where
miraculous events become common
occurrences…
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