“Where I’ve sought housing shelter, I don’t belong…
And this seems to be a repeat thematic.”
“Where I’ve sought housing shelter, I don’t belong…
And this seems to be a repeat thematic.”
“Will travel.”
(Credit where credit due: Title of Sleep Token lyrics)
“Under a phoenix’s arse.”
“‘Connect the dots…'”
“Get tired of being pushed around?”
“One thing about having a weapon…its use must be considered carefully.”
I can’t seam to speak – from a mixture of emotions too complicated for easy expression…
I think that rage would be the foremost pressing in my throat, coiling in on itself protectively as my instincts seek where to strike back most effectively.
“To fight back.”
“Rescuing plants that are about to die at a deep discount price.”
“Double coffee day – ‘The PAAAIINN!‘”
(“Dune” original movie quote)
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“ACCOMPLISHED!!!!”
“I’m not panicking – you’re panicking.”
(No, I’m panicking…)
“I have now learned that if you eat canned salmon, you will smell like canned salmon – in ways that you do not wish to be.”
“Test.”
I am trying to push back, Love.
I am trying to overcome.
“It turns out that I like it, whereas I had thought that it would taste disgusting.
Although it is a bit over salty.
But not as much, likely, as sardines.
And some nutrient within it tranks me, which I find to be most helpful – indeed!”
“On powdered nutrient supplements to combat smoke fume toxins.”
“An impatient woman.”
“I don’t know where I’m going to go, or how I’m going to get there.”
She knew what she was doing and had identified the unscented lotion correctly to refill the unscented applicator.
But afterwards, she found that she had somehow, instead, refilled it with lavendar – which then initiated an internal panic chain reaction.
(Close-in object identification tracking going haywire)
“Bouts of giddy physio meltdown crisis reactions.”
“Ok, well then – not going to a walkin-in medical clinic today…”
“Across the way from a different, unattached building, a neighbor approached me, asking about “smoke” now infiltrating into his unit as he sought the source – with same ideas that I originally began with, and without knowing about my own unit’s problem.”
She dragged herself out of bed to make herself cookies before rushing off to responsibilities.
Something good must be eaten to keep on facing “reality.”
He stepped aside briefly while a female specialist began asking her questions to analyze her pain for proper treatment.
(Quick dream segment, part 2)
Like a storm – and she welcomed him.
(Quick dream segment, part 1)
“The window is open, the fan is on, the interior door is wedged for circulation – all mingling fresh air with more fumes as the lungs become wheezy as burden-laden and sticky-tacky.”
“I must adhere to it strictly – except with regards to a partnership and chidren.”
“When actually living ‘The Dream?'”
“Last night it actually happened…
An electrical candle slipped off balance and shattered explosively in the shower.”
“Can I leap to?”
“Suffering is pulling me away from you.”
He wanted to help and be with her, but he would not let her see nor touch him.
“I mean…
Eventually, you just stop breathing.”
“If one is dying quicker, well, that’s a scary feat…
But, meanwhile, the stomach hungers as the mind bckons for more sleep – even as cells ache.
Is there anything safe to invest in?
Can anything – including perceptions – be trusted?”
“I am being pushed to move too soon.”