I found a new band a long while ago. I've had their music for a very long time, I just never listened. I thought at first that I was stupid for not having listened to it sooner, but now thats not the case. This music is free of everything that used to be. It brings up no memories for me. It's free of the clutter that has become my life. This music gives me chills. I can't explain how it makes me feel. It's like nothing else you listen to. It's not some terrible poppy mother fucking bullshit aimed at little school girls. It won't make your beloved daughter cream her panties like I can, no no. It will instead blow your mind and push you up against the wall at night as you drift into a blissful slumber.You'll wake with your head beating away at the drumming. You'll wake finding it necessary to open iTunes and turn it as loud as it goes as you shower. You'll be ready to take your day on and feel refreshed and ready to move on in your meaningless life full of shit. But you know, your time has come. Lay your halo down.
I had some fun this past weekend. Turned out to be another of many that are a bit excessive. But I'm not complaining, nor is anyone else. I am here doing whatever I want. I don't have to answer to a single soul. I am free in every way I want to be. Even my mind is free of itself. I can realize this life never before. If you are older than 75 years, the maximum recommended dosage is 300 milligrams a day. Pain medications work best if taken at the first sight of pain. So the cut in my hand needs me to medicated myself. So I do. With some tramadol and some ambien. Then all my pain is whisked away and out of my life. I'm just high on life and people. Nothing else coming by or something through. They are just hysterical about everything that's going on. I'm fine because I'm high. I have my pills to ingest. They'll get in side me and bring me where I want to be. Then soon enough I'll be off on my way to sip my warm glass of tea in my large wide open bead. I 'm fucking sleeping naked from now on. I have been wearing clothes when I am going to bed. I would much rather get down naked and cuddle up around my pillows. My feet can't sit still when I'm laying in bed. They have to move all around each other soothing one another. That wore into me. I didn't have any feet problems. Now I do.
So I sleep naked now. Its is probably just a phase because there have been many phases. Bare ass all over my bed sounds warm. Might need to turn my AC to a warmer temperature. It gets cold here. Not as cold as it was when I was being woken up for work by some voice I'd never heard saying, "Mike." That happened for a good week and there was never anyone here. This is when they're around. And I'm ready to talk to them.
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