A Chance to Be

Nightmares are plaguing me this week. I want to clear the board again. A little too much sporting industry on my plate. Between hockey and basketball playoffs with baseball season beginning, I feel a bit overwhelmed. There is little to inspire me today, and I am tired of the depressive brushstrokes my portrait is taking. I had a hand reach out to me from L.A., but it will soon turn mean and go away. I have come to Columbia Heights McDonald's today and I am just trying to put word to page. My hands are starting to tick a bit so I am moving them freely in artistic motion and to the beat. Poison all around me. Will's telekinesis scene (Edward saving Bella from truck hit) in Twighlight's first film definitely would have left at least those two stars dead, shot in the head, today. Now they know the cruelty of buddhist nation. Too many spiked drugs in industry can kill the whole tree. Drop back, Jack. It is all of it. The world doesn't care about any of it. It is just tv time to investigate to eternity one group of people that we cannot endure anymore. Consequences for those who live on tv and film will be severe. These people best learn buddhist meditation technique now. It does not take away the pain, but it calms the heartbeat enough to take it from suffering to pain by accepting with an enduring heart, mind, and breath. There is then the possibility of the pain ceasing. I have practiced these methods since birth, intuitively, but have also been trained formerly, by a Rinpoche and the VIPASSNA program. Hell is a profecy for all of yee, but pain meds will no longer be. Drugs will only be used for torture. Everyone must learn to submit and handle this method of very active torture all by themselves. It will never cease. Going to a hospital admits weakness and all of community will sit there to torture that entity. Just wait and see. Enough said.