I just arrived here tonight and decided to let this thing "go live". Basically left it open for the world to see. The band aid reference is now making more sense to me. I kept trying to erase the title and come up with something else. Yes, for hopefully only a little longer, you will start to become aware that a lot of what I say (or type) doesn't come directly from me. Well not my conscious mind anyway. Probably not my mind at all. Along with today being the first time anyone else can read this, today was another big first, trying to specifically talk to someone who has passed away. I have basically, it would appear, been letting "them" talk through me for some time. Whomever "they" are remains to be seen.
Wow, if you're even still here, the band aid reference suites this to a tee.
I have a whole life full of eerie coincidence, unfortunate serious of events and a boatload of hindsight to try and make sense of. Compiled by the daily "attacks" on this family and trying to determine the reason for them. Followed by the need to make sense of all of it and come out the other side with a feeling of accomplishment, purpose and tapping any potential I may have to save the world or at least make it a little more bearable for someone who might be suffering.
Of course I immediately dozed off at my desk after that small outpouring of my craziest thoughts and fear of talking in front of groups. lol.
Have to get my kiddos set for bed and read the directions to a coffee tasting study I am doing online for cash. Picked up the coffee at fed ex and don't want to fail straight away.
Had much more to say to keep it interesting but there are my bundles of joy. Not following directions, not-not arguing, not-not yelling from the other room and not making me feel great much less not allowing my creative anything to flow here.
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