Site icon Somewhere To Write

Little Cloud

God,

They turned the station and they are barely watching it, it's so weird.

I was stimming on Bates Motel but sharing is the most important thing.

Sister G. just did a really emasculating and dominating birp.

I am sitting in the chair in the position of sit.

M. made a breathfast which did a taaste which felt warm.

Eveything feels pornographic here. It's bizrre. Is it just my mind or the human conditionlessness?

I don't know.

But they're teaming up against me and I can feel it. The plot to ruin Mr. Tuttle. So cliche but it's the way things are. Mattering things and thingly matter.

Now, they left the office on and they;re in the other room.

So I have to wait perhaps 20-30 minutes becausse I like to give a lot of space for someone to say thaat hey we were watching that so that there is no chancelessness in hell that I didn't give them a chancelessness to watch the show.

Unloved, unkissed and lost in real absence time and camera free!

(SWEEET!) (PSYCHAEDELIC!) AND (GROOVY).

I don't know if they can hear me but that would be really spooky. I'm hoping that God ccan keep these prayers between anonymity and I (DeepArcher and I) but I don't know. I might be schizophrenic because the levels of paranoia are so High! The strangeness is so High! I cannot tell Ullrich about it.

Anyhopes, I am going to continue to program and allow my self to praactice and cultivate abstincence no matters what. Even if the coercive neglect continues. I am aware that I am an adult child. And that I can no longer blame my soul for what I am but they're keeping me around. The ghost of the marriage of THE FAMILIAR.

I don't know why.

But the longest patience might happen.

I am willing to wait for godot till nothingness happens again. But I completely accept (this is what I was going to say before) that I am out of the control of others and any kind of control of my existence. God is my bus driver!

I hope thaat God can do His gentleness the best way he knows best. I don't know anything about it, it's a mysterious-mystery to Me.

Thank God for the listening of God.

Patiently,

Silently,

Anonymously,

-The Archer

Exit mobile version