Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Old Faithful
I had a pretty strange dream last night. I dreamed that I went on a Harley Davidson ride through The Outback to The West Coast of Africa. There were bars there and bands and it was just a huge party. It was weird because it was sponsored by my former employer for 7 years, AAA. It was through handling Triptiks AROUND Sturgis that I learned about that particular huge motorcycle rally. I woke up a little confused and befuddled. I got dressed and got myself to Starbucks in the IDS before 9 a.m. I even ate some breakfast. I am doing my best to put something on the page. Oh sunsets, pollution never looked so good. Random random thoughts today. There is a "Game on," feeling around me after yesterday I said that I am working towards an all male society to surround me. The rage I have at women is linked to massive trauma and everyday evil that women do to me very directly and personally. I am always polite with them when they are in vicinity. My RAGE is not mental illness, it is the opposite. I hold down the SUPER VOLCANO of Yellowstone by writing and speaking about it. Could you do that if you knew about their DAILY sereptious ways behind my back and right in front of me? I hope that I will have some comrades in arms soon. I am finding that I cannot take watching these witches constantly play with their hair PUBLICLY right in front of me and even their voice on interviews as they present their "expertise" is making physically ill. My new man on the stage is obviously on the page and is full of rage towards this protected group (women). Women are just SO aggressive and black women get away with threatening people's lives and lying openly to police and white males are beginning to see my "theories" have been LAW the whole time. Old Faithful may be running quick and hotter today. Mighty buffalo mind that for me. I suggest that people stay out of that park and away from me and my family. It is a work in progress. You misread them BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO. All of the evidence has been there the whole time.
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