Thoughts and Opinions

  doing nothing productively ive been stuck on a really hard social question and ive been stuck my whole life at this question what are you doing? its such a funny thing to ask such a question to me because to me i dont know what to tell people and i dont know what im doing like i know what im doing right now, i am writing but, that is such a shallow answer to justify anything oh im writing thats good, but i feel like the fvk i am doing much more than just writing right now i am dismantling my old and worn psyche of all out gone conclusions i am letting go thats what im doing but, even then, what about what i usually do? i usually do, nothing i havent been doing many things i have really been doing money i havent been doing anything for money money is this big old demon bound by the heads to our feet, telling us  HAHA YOU NEED ME BUT YOU CANT ME HAHAHA WORRY ABOUT ME HAHAHA i have been doing nothing productively alot of watching alot of observing alot of staying still alot of ...

 what is going to make me feel powerful?

 i feel completely dissillussioned  and dissatisfied with life i dont even know what my real feelins are i feel drugged and raped semren still dripping in my vagina aand the culprit ran off with joy and glee the glint in his eyes stolen from the shine and sheen of my soul no one to look for nothing to look forward t everybody gnawing at my flesh a if its their last resort i am not you i am not your anger you seee you are using anger to keep me in your life because if you chose love then id be free you'd be free and you dont like that my freedom you are too scared of me to ever allow me to be free well guess what your allowance  is all dried up its out of the question things have stolen my freedom from me i wont let you im the grreat allowance your will means nothing to me your words are useless your energy, null and void i dont believe in you i dont believe in that shit anymore..... not to be trusted you are.....

 ive got vox ive got voice ive got style eating bread for dinner again then its another 12 hours at the coal mine somebodies gotta make the rich and the rich gotta have their spices how much of a man am i? i feel like half a man sometimes sometimes i feel like no man at all? who is your audience? who are you speaking to? evil spirits who want the hog and nothing else flesh eaters feasting upon humans  flesh eaters feasting upon eaters of the flesh oh how you disgust me with your out of date charm i dont know why im so angry a mental movie flashedd upon the screen of my mind and you were in it and now im furious because i realize how much i gave you and how much you've taken and how little room i havve to be now inside of me now im 0 4 2 that little faggot was not worth fucking the shame the shame of our own existence is what brought us together it was fun sometimes but she was playing by the old rules behind my back i just wish i couldve gotten a couple more stabs in i miss he...

 two handed peace sign goodwill westranged  california shake  came and went they try to take the game out of the game but you cant take the game out of me because  i am love light and free two eyes on the outside one always on within human being never felt such a more graceful grin this time clean and sweet no grimness or grimace pain stilll therre, we just learn to deal and wheel instead of squal or conceal