HEAR Me

I take it slow in personal matters. It is intrepidatious around matters of friendship or association. It is best to work in the stratosphere where no one is anybody, but an image on tv. I am pinned down here at home because something wicked this way comes. I wish to just get to Target tomorrow, at least. I turn away from the burn of all of it. Can you see that I am blind? Can you FEEL that I am deaf? How do I express to all world community when I see and experience the world so differently? I feel a bit the laughingstock today. I do not experience it directly. I deal with intuition, energy, and illness in my energy system. I've tried to just be light and frothy so that everyone did not run away. As it stands, I feel like the last car in the Daytona 500 who was always told that it was 1000 miles instead. I guess that I do and did not understand properly, so I am the fool. I only did it to not be rage, and to have people to work and compete with properly. Who knows what the outcome will be this week? I tap on the desk that history can see in my fantasies. Maybe the man was seen as ultimate evil, but his legacy still stands in the notoriety as evidential in the lust for his things. I will just be, and barely see, but I feel, in my heart, that progress is occurring.