Turn it up a little as my hearing has slowed over the years of hard punishment with little repent. Bobble bobble like a post-it sticky so old it doesn’t stick anymore, you try anyway. Been away but still came back with the same attitude and outlook to pursue a different life, that aint gonna work man. Man just try to calm down a little and push them slowly. More manipulation than persuasion, more blending than stirring.  Running but why and from what. Its this headache that doesn’t leave you, just marinates and seeps in like second nature.

Shouldn’t it be just like thirst or hunger? That feeling to create and not feel distracted all the time. Do and don’ts, needs and wants, letter a knowledge of knows and facts so that future can be concentrated.

"To have to conflicting ideas in your head at the same time, is a mark of intelligence"

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