I Do See and Know, Actually

If you scan my brain for free, you will see there is a lot of marble in me. I know not what I say, the meaning beneath, but now I sit laughing silently about SOMETHING on tv. Different is me, sludging through the malady of humanity. I need boundaries and kindness around me, but, of course, I do have sexuality. Over sexualization, from birth, has left my lower spine and back a mess. Swimming took the place of post traumatic stress. That was just REVICITIMIZATION in the same way that I could not see. No counscious acts, Pete, just a dream. My heart and head do not work the way the average and mean do in society. I get more done this way. Actions my way just drive a wedge between me and society in these strange days of summer. Men play and play with me every day. I just look away and want the best for all concerned. I do not want to see any abuse or white male insantity in my vicnity. I know when to leave. Bring one, and a swarm can follow. The wind calls and that is where I need to be. If I have honesty, I want to just be more enrgetic with men PRIVATELY. Complete sexuality is too much for me, and even being alone with a person can create an anxious pressure to please. Public attention is nice, for the women around me are more than just ice. Sitting alone their lips flutter and their energies make my body bloat and ache. I will not speak of hate, but I will say, ladies, that kingdom come is coming, and I will not have to handle any of you. I will just say that I hate every fucking one of you, but I am always polite. With the leverage of Chung Moo, I should be beating the crap out of all of you, both verbally, and physically, but, honestly, I don't even want to give you THAT much attention and energy. I will sit quiet with my rage and put it into my artistry. Lying prostitutes are all of YOU. Stay away from my writing, my contacts, and my residence every day.