I was born here. That is the day of the trouble. I name the trouble answer. The angry feeling of a lurid crone is alive. I alive.?
I need being of love. I need to ask you, what does this need? I need a way to be soft so I am peaceful.
I borrowed my own love. I was a mess. This is the only problem I have. I am trying to understand what need does. I am here for this need. I love the need. I have to belong to myself.
Thank you for listening to a gay leftist. Ask me what it is to say there is a thought which is laughter?
Since blaming this world of my life is like being drunk and liking a way to be aroused, I will change my love so I can be strong -- not a moment of pain but trees; ditching is a way to give yourself that pardon which you wished for.
No more drunkenness in my mind.
Okay, so I thought of racism as a ride to a masquerade. I was fascist but not a flower (a homosexual). There is only a part of me that is good. I wish for her to belong to the person she needs, who is safe: Julia Murray. Thank you for listening -- again, a way to be alive is to feel good about the Goddess sharing love with your thoughts. The will of the Goddess? Right now, I am alive to be a capitalist world in which buying is good and thoughtfulness is strong. I have bought peace. I have thought of myself as loving and now I wish to be home.
Dear Goddess: If capitalism is drugs, then I am not free.
Large entangled antlers want freedom from acting.
When I say fascism, I mean rigorous government control via military and/or police, draconian laws, etc., regardless of the presented ideology of the government. If this is wrongheaded or naïve, I am sorry. When Sylvia was teaching me politics -- at least to me, in my mind -- I learned myself fascism from her, in that it was an extremity of politics. So perhaps I am in a somewhat different ideological universe than most. This goes along with, the best way to make money is to print it. I think of myself as being a Proud Thoughtful Phamily of Phreedom.
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