Genetic circles seem to the topic of the day. i lost a precious gift recently and it has humbled me so. i got all caught up in my little hampster wheel that i forgot just how precious a gift it was. i've worn out my welcome in the rabbit hole me thinks and the time has come to get some real work done. The time has come to aqquire some tools that will help me better deal with the world and people around me. This means HIM too. Time to dig deep and peer even deeper. Well past time to be honest. Just too damn bad that it's taken me all this time to not only realize (hell, u&i&god have been talking about this shit for years!) but to take action; to roll up my sleeves and swallow that awful pride; to get some ####ing help. i've done so much damage, broken so many things and at such a high cost. (grammar marks plz let me know if i royally ####ed up that sent. i know you are out there.). i lost something most precious. A reason for tears. This charging Bull destroyed the temple he helped build. It's 9:42p. My brain sez it's too late. My heart sez it never is and i am left with this terrible decision of which one to listen to. My gift is gone and i am trying to get it back but i have to fix what is not working. This temple needs a strong foundation if i am to rebuild it. Stronger than before. The Princess will return then. Who am i and what have i become? Living large in my all too little world. P.S. i had organic granola and organic plain, lowfat yogurt for breakfast. seriously. --Previous Message--
: So the other night, there was this thing on TV
: about prostate cancer...
:
: For some reason, it totally didn't sit well
: with me, and I actually started to go into
: deep thought about the prostate, about
: cancer, and basically about all things
: medical and disgusting.
:
: I tried changing the station, but my brain
: had already "locked on" to the
: content of the infomercial.
:
: Within minutes, I felt like I was going
: down, again the victim of some oddball
: genetic phobia that has been passed down for
: generations in my family.
:
: I stopped breathing and had a ####ing
: seizure on the couch. I started sweating
: profusely. I had to be "reminded"
: to breathe, otherwise I simply wouldn't
: have.
:
: I sat there afterwords, shellshocked, and
: thought to myself--
:
: "####. Is it time for McDonalds
: breakfast yet?"
:
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