Thanks SoitGoes ,
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Boring Journal Entry (Part 5 - Continuation Of 3 / 4)
So I Am Worn Out and Tired ,
My Voices Are Being Evasive In An Odd Way & ,
& Well I Am Unsure What Their Dilemma Is ,
I Have Yet To Trie and Sing Along With Some Karaoke For They Won’t Give Me Enough Space ,
(I AM FINE JUS ANNOYED) ,
N E Hoo ,
Not Worried About My Safety OR Health Or N E One Elses Safety Or Health ,
For I Do Naught Believe In Violence ,
One Day As I Was Sitting On Tha Front Porch (Long Ago By Tha Way) ,
I Had My Guitar and Was Singing Shazz Off Of Tha Top Of My Head ,
and I Looked Around and Thot ,
" wouldn’t it be cool if I kept singing a fun question over and over again " - sleepoptimistic ,
So e(Y)e D(Y)D ,
I Sang , " WHAT COLOUR IS THA SKY , WHAT COLOUR IS THA SKY !? " ,
Sounds Foolishly Silly Here ,
but I Thot It Would Be A Cool Way To Introduce Myself With Tha Neighbors ,
N E Hoo ,
Fast Forward Some T(Y)me and It Was Jus Me / My Guitar / and / My PUP (!!!) ,
and THEN (!!!) ,
AND THEN (!!!) ,
Two Young Fellows Were Walking Down Tha Street and One Of Them Says To Thee Other ,
" HE LOOKS LIKE HES ON CRACK HAHAHAHA !!! " ,
I Stopped Playing and Jus Didn’t Move A Muscle ,
It Was Onli Slightly Hurtful ,
Onli Slightly I Promise ,
N E Hoo Point Is ,
Individuality Is Nothing To Be Afraid Of ,
Sadly Tha Way Things Have Been Going For 50ish Years ,
We Are All ,
Except For Tha “mental” “illness” Crowd AND Others ,
Don’t Get Me Wrong Here ,
But Going Downhill A Lil Bit Into Robotic Territory ,
Enough Of That ,
So My Plan Tonight Is Too PERHAPS Find A Way To Somehow Get Rid Of Tha Voices ,
Nothing Within ANY Physical Nature ,
But More So (by) Tha First T(Y)me Asking For Some Sort Of Spiritual Help ,
You See ,
One Of Tha Most Obstructive View With Voices Is ,
You Don’t Get Any Moment Of Silence Where You Can Analyze ,
Where You Can Reflect On Your Day and Be Happi That There Is Going To Be A Better Tomorrow ,
Naught Really Complaining Too Much Cause Things Have Been (this year at least) Going Slightly Better ,
JUS SLIGHTLY ,
: )
So My Plan For Thus Day / Mourning / Evening , Is Too , Perhaps Fynde A Way To Reach An Agreement With Them and Hopefully They WIll Respect My Wishes ,
Either OR I Will Be Fine ,
So …
Ask For Some Guidance ,
Some Space ,
Drink A Soda OR Two ,
Sing Some Karaoke Jamz ,
Take My Pills ,
and PERHAPS Fynde A Way To Ease Away From These Voices … ,
If I Don’t Pass Out I Shall Keep You ,
Dear Reader ,
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