He wishes for the cloths of heaven

 Ii don't like feeling this way. I have everything in the world to loose because i already have everything in the world that i need and want. But that's never enough for me.

Moving to Tampa, starting a new job! woo hoo!

D-I-V-O-R-C-E

 Our Mother is a liar in a lair of despair. It's okay I knew it wouldn't ring anyway. You are a brother bother. Our mother is a luster, and she has a cluster, Fragmented tormented envelopres of apologies, for what it's worth. the mo(mmy)ney is scarce in both ways. I assure you normal is an outlook it's not Kosher. For you see an ice cream cone and I see heavens closing it's welcome. You know not what I see from these un(rose)tinted sunglasses. You know not about the guitar, the unicorn or the car door. Gun's N Roses you have no idea. Never follow through you raspy man with no real teeth. I think about you everyday in an erroneous way. The increments that have come together to form me are fallen stories and peices that i have picked up along the way. Are you real? Diabetic insulin coma. That's what you are to me.

 Inches intention, Illiterate illusions illustrate intimacy. Institute in Illinois illreputation into ignorance. I insecure impossible, intolorate ice igloos introduce impulses. Ick! Interstates infinite inpotent irrigated incline

 Georgia raindrops hit my hands at 80. Pushing in through my nostrils is the solemn smell of fresh moisture. Borrowed, broughten, mountain time. Falling, trailing the splashing earth slimey beneath my treading aching beating heart. Earth smelt, life spelt. Had birthed a beauty. I am greatful , I am holy, I am holy. Rock climbed, softely breathed air intoxication, reality, creation, obvious mind obliteration. Ferns turns, mushrooms bloom from organic decay. Creek, the light shone on the stage of reflection the reflection of life. Huckleberry picking, impossible bike riding, waterfall finding, friend inviting. Cold cold night. Wet, wet night. Animals!? Animals fright, (creep) Animals bike.

Doe eye, long lashes whips you attention. Smiley white teeth like milky moons, softley  spoken words a token rarely found, but everyday learnt. Pure innocent toddler boy cheese faced prince. 

Still as still as stone that cements my feet
aspire, and shine to dull to bleed sharp, the crawling and shivers.
eternally empty thoughts, permanently perpetual.

a gust of fresh wind is all my appetite needs, a yen.
A lusty land walk of rivers and stones a feeling of cold and compost
Cemented I am here against my will with a savage called money; mommy.

A complementary soul should be all I do without which I do.
Feel a dearth of
Chit i have forever in the red. I can not reach the brim.

 Most akward thing just happend. My brother found my Keeper, gave it to my Dad and my Dad asked me what it was. I tried telling him he didnt want me to explain what it was and that he shoulkd just hand it over. but he didnt so i had to tell him the details. Ha ha. and saw him washing his hands shortly after. lol.

Remarkable
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