Sunday, January 25, 2015

Cody RODEO

Cody, are you in too deep? I have found myself wanting to watch a rodeo or go to one, actually. I see in my mind's eye, you, on a black Belgium who rides like a buckin bronco. Your pasture is not cattle, it is ALL bulls. You are high on LSD. These bulls TUNNEL THROUGH your horse, but you get the job done anyway. It is a memory. Let's keep it that way. You need to be a memory to me in my sleep. Last night the Pope came through with my brother's soul actually and then grabbed me and tried to mate with witchery. It was terrifying even with his WHITE cloak on. Rope and tie him and get him out of my dreamscape. I have had way too many nightmares for one entity to process property, but I have done it anyway. Jennifer Lopez has been in two dreams this week. Last night was pleasant, but she needs boundaries around how she sees my heterosexuality. Please write that too here, actually.

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