A Dream of Similarity

I listen to Rob Thomas in the background as I write this entry. I am pulling the sentiments of Chamuels (peace, freedom, and spiritual law: LIES if unbalanced towards me) through the medium of music. Emotion is not real in this time and space, but sentiments do exist for moments of time. It has been a difficult day, but I had a really cool dream with Tom Brady in it last night. It was a hierarchy matching moment that has me seeing the reality of feeders around me. I push away and pull it in. I try to just do what I need to enjoy Super Bowl Sunday. I may stay home, or go out. I can't decide yet. There is value in both positions. Mr. Brady, there may be those things that are similar that has produced a sense of sort of loneliness in every relation you have done your best to keep. As I shoot the heart of dove, you make the circling hawks hungry. What is on tv is in between truth and lies, but it is tending more toward lies of late. Snow owl in DC. BEAUTIFUL for yee. They stand for DECEPTION in the case of light actually. Calls never actually get to me.