composed id. do you mean composite. i do not no what i mean.

dream of clean water (nobody politic).

failing yet still recording what it may the odd smile a reflection stuff.

i go to sleep.

i sought to cultivate a more neutral style that would allow me more freedom of movement but i was a bit flamboyant yet and barbative andoh shit comcast cut me off.

i had a lot more to say but i was so fucking rudely innerupted i forgot. i guess it wasnt important to who.

failing yet still recording what it may.

one life forever, him.

 it doesn't matter SO much if i can articulate it or not, it's experiential, and at the risk of being crude it really is about telling pimpsqueak bullies fuck off.

this is it, make no mistake where you are, you're going no further.

whatever you do don't stop.

what is the function. of mind? i know in part 2. wilhelm reich, the function of orgasm, and philip zimbardo, shyness. then go.