Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Home Monitoring

The winter is ripping at my bloodstream, and for a moment I am defined differently.  Harry, I see you, but you have changed.  Gone is the strange, and now it is worse.  I sit in a copatriot zone and you scowl at my food choice.  I tie it to a memory in Scotland.  Has anyone EVER boundaried you, actually?  You exist in the every day of demonic very easily, and that is not okay with me.  New Japanese rules are in play today.  I explain, telepathically, the rules of "The Apocolyptic Game."  It is how you gain points against all out torture.  People need to back away as I evolve today.  I have pushed away 4 powerful werewolf sires (1 female in Marion County Jail), but my heart has a deep connection with one.  It is easy for me to become mimicry because werewolves have no restraint.  Vampires have no vision.  JK, just come clean about me and set your soul free.  Get out of the Oprah upset and BALANCE dance, jogging, and singing already.  Wizardry is the author.  It is all tied to this power source.  Everything else is too.  John too close.

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