I suck at keeping up with my trip............
After groping mitch I was just all befuggered up.......
Is no matter.....
I'll be back.....
Oh..........
It fucks me up that folks can't allow me just a little room with a view............. for mitch to play....
Get over it.....
First of all....... you... James.................
grrrrrrr....
I might kick mitch out........
He's a fugger.....
I cough cuz my lungs still let me....(allow me?) (allow me to?)
You'll never catch me being a grammar queen....
I'm not me.... I'm mitch..
Now I'm fucking confused....
There's a fine line between absolution and having no sins....
Don't be pissed off cuz I let the 'tard in here to post....
He's harmless...
nutz maybe...
just a little though................................
grrrrrrrrr
I was gonna do a nasty post here.....
mitch bites his tongue.....
grrrrrrrrr again....
For whatever reason, I get to cohost this place as long as I'm allowed....
I don't abuse my rights.... I never look at where the MASTER goes.... I never could comment as MASTER...... I'm here as a guest.... A standby at best....
And yes I am so not fucking worthy...... But some of you need to get over that ....
Shit.... I meant to bite harder on my tongue.....
I'm not gonna give up this post easily but will fall to anyone better in line...
I suck at looking after shit....
I try though....
MASTER is so gonna kick my ass.....
is ok....
This is mitch.....
I'm bored to death with the non content here...
Don't make me start posting nudies of nekid peeps... I'll do it...
To be honest I'm testing the waters...
One foot at a time cuz I'm no tard...
My job is to entertain while the bitch that owns this site is busy...
Nevamind what she's busy with.....
I'm gonna suck at this.......
meh...
blow me.....
Wasted in static reality.
Lost in constant denial.
Collectively ours,
but not sincerely mine.
For real.
I denied it mattered
until I realized,
I know the truth.
Not know.
Feel.
Feel it to the core.
I can't blame it on you,
but wish I could.
Damn you for BEing me.
It's too many words
to type at once.
Too few to matter,
and nothing matters
until you feel.
Feel it to the core.
I detach, for my lack,
my inconsideration of the whole.
I'll be forgiven
as we focus on the plan.
Victim mentality.
And Again.
Feels right.
Falls into the plan.
Lightning flashes
of disparaging pursuits.
We, whom forget the mass.
Inconsideration of the whole.
It starts with molds,
familiar rhymes,
things we claim our own.
Again, and one more time.
Where it feels good
and patterns find their fissures.
Their grooves in time.
Stone age realities
are existing at this same time.
Things we long forgot.
Stuff continues without end.
What does life expend?
WHY DO WE HATE?
Makes no sense unless
you know, or really felt.
FEEL.
Where it hurts to the marrow,
beyond the core.
The essence of all that is.
Was.
Will BE.
IS.
An expression of self.
Division of the whole.
Energy division,
seperate from the master plan
Dignifying my whole.
Individualism.
Epiphany without words.
Some things you just know.
YOU FEEL.
Together, in the gether,
gather,
whole.
Bound in thought, soul and deed.
Until then, shall we....
Feel without need.
just checking....
ur still kicking...
ha... I am such an ass...an ass looker at best...
Hey? Can I have your website too? I'm a greedy ass looker...
I'd look after it if you wanted....
just wondering...
Fuck that shit.... Lemme know in the spring when you try a new garden.....
Wish I knew how to put those big ol' smooooshie lips in here... laff... I don't... So get over it...
Hope you're well always.....
mitch
