fucking free me! from my mind from this place from these people from all of these restrcitions stopping people from becoming who they really are and what's stopping me from being a true realized person. wheni have nothing to say i say nothing at all, why are you shocked? my road is paved with golden shit. you came too close and i recoiled. recoil recoil. my heart is the flimsy little princess locked in the heavily guarded tower, calling out to be saved but opressed from every angle. mthe rest of me will never allow you to be saved. sit in that tower and weep onto this keyboard. peace and love and oneness. all of that. if it were possible. but it's not, and i'd not like a poor imitation. stutter stutter. spread it on smooth oh Marge A. Rin. float along at a comfortable speed. my floating is too quick and impulsive and unreliable. quick to recoil. sssssssssssssnake