Sunday, April 14, 2019
Greygoose Sh** 3rd Eye Tunnel Vision
hmmm it’s been like a minute since I’ve written in this diary,saying what comes to me,saying what I think might stimulate you mentally,right about now I’m not in a stimulated mentality,fact and fiction all jumbled,I can’t hardly hear it cause it’s all mumbled,greygoose shit,sitting on my third realm,hanging off the edge of the universe seeing things clearer as I focus towards the middle of the earth,learning something means nothing,and everything means something,I see you,you see me,we see us and everything else from all types of angles. We watching each other fall,hell in fact hoping each other fall,fail. Why is laughter dark?why is my accomplishments meaningless and empty?why do I do things that I think will put me in the worlds good graces when I’m only fulfilling my timeline which I’ve been graced with🙏🏾🤔 who here holds that much power to control my emotions,my actions,wtf is it when ordinary people have to power to destroy life at their disposal no questions asked.Idgaf who you are is what I should be yelling from the highest landmark as I look to the sky hoping to catch a glimpse of a higher being which can make sense of it all,while I focus on living,focus on coping,focus on changing,mind,body and soul shit; smoking this cbd to relax cause it’s so called healthy,trying to be healthy in a world filled with toxic crutches clutching,then turning to this adde for mental stimulation,siping on this greygoose shit,yeah;the sense of why spend this brief time trying to reach the impossible when look around you man isn’t it all impossible;purpose,destiny,the ability to dream when most of them never come true and when they do most become nightmares. The more that you make sense the more that people discriminate on and against you. Everything being everything,everything being nothing,digging deep to feel something,anything that lures me into a false sense of security. The mind is a black hole,feelings come and go,there’s reasons behind everything,nothing is forever, and as this world keeps turning so will people and things and you can either fall in or step out of the line.
Posted by iamantwanfallenangelflowers at 6:15 PM