here's hoping for her. what's been going through their head, any idea?
Well, we have been sharing the same psychosis of religious nature since we met, I'm Jesus and she is Mary Magdalene, apparently. Our polygamous relationship with 3-MeO-PCP (& MXE) fucked my brain to the point of total recall finally last september ignited by a thoughtless combination of AL-LAD & A-PHP, methylphenidate, hmm... sleep deprivation, you name it, nevermind, I have no mind. Where was I. Psychotic break through the looking glass, duration: fortunately only a couple of hours, thank God but I've been hanging on to this dream ever since. I'd rather not tell all the details but it was a fantastic nightmare of biblical proportions, bipolar abraxas/jesus/mary/limbo/purgatory schizoid shit spiral down to hell and back. FFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU. I hope she is doing fine now, going to see mrs Confield tomorrow perhaps. God bless all of you. Times is weird. Listen to John Maus.
Let me take you down
Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields
NOTHING IS REAL
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever
Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone
But it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me
No one I think is in my tree
I mean it must be high or low
That is you know you can't tune it
But it's all right
That is I think it's not too bad
Always know sometimes it's me
But you know I know when it's a dream
I think I know I mean a "Yes"
But it's all wrong
That is I think I disagree.
Fuck.
