and away ...again.
always
these days
away
i don't think
right
...so i go away and away I am near barrington illinois,the midwest
i want something.
i want goodness
from this woman
this woman is good.i am at her house.her family..she knows of my journey
she sees good in me
she sees it in the paintings.
she teaches me things
at night.
she reads to me.stuff about john and paul i think(i dont know these stories)paul at the mountain of mars.and how theres this real real stuff in us.and that they got the teachings of jesus and all these other leader type teachers so wrong.that they were examples.and this amazingness is in everyone.and it is real real magic
i listen....
she knows i came to her..on my way .cuz she knows i will need something i have lost in my years of cringing..
i tell her about it.THE STORY.and not how i write it.but how i really heard it
she doesnt think i am mad.
i can see her eyes when i go on and on.
they are different from other people i have told bits of the story to.
always
these days
away
i don't think
right
...so i go away and away I am near barrington illinois,the midwest
i want something.
i want goodness
from this woman
this woman is good.i am at her house.her family..she knows of my journey
she sees good in me
she sees it in the paintings.
at night.
she reads to me.stuff about john and paul i think(i dont know these stories)paul at the mountain of mars.and how theres this real real stuff in us.and that they got the teachings of jesus and all these other leader type teachers so wrong.that they were examples.and this amazingness is in everyone.and it is real real magic
i listen....
she knows i came to her..on my way .cuz she knows i will need something i have lost in my years of cringing..
i tell her about it.THE STORY.and not how i write it.but how i really heard it
she doesnt think i am mad.
i can see her eyes when i go on and on.
they are different from other people i have told bits of the story to.
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