Darkness Beneath

I dream of a Lilly today and see the man in front who wants to be. Yesterday was education of the reality of my protection. I must juggle the jungle and find a peace at the end of the day to get to sleep. I find the curious more than just annoying. Everyone is trying to pretend, but I do know that our African neighbor freaked out on community today. I guess his life behind the reality of what we knew is now blaring in the vicinity. It is not happy. It is diseased. I become more radiant to none. I see the darkness stalking me here between the stacks. He is, at first, sweet, and then a little too SWEDE. I try to keep my life quiet, but how quiet can a person be before an actual firey political explosion erupts? I will stay the way I am and let the resources around me equalize.