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they ask, I reply"What is wrong?" They ask,they ask, I reply by *belavrana
When they see I am crying.
"I no longer know what is right,"
I am replying.
I've seen the past,
And the present,
And the future.
None of it looks like home to me.
I've seen the past,
And the present,
And the future.
Blended until I know not what I see.
"What is wrong?" They ask,
"What is wrong?" They ask.
And I ask back,
"Exactly what is right?"
Slipped?Did the connection slip?Slipped? by *belavrana
Delete, delete, delete
The wrong time
The wrong day
The wrong person
Takes an embarrassing turn
Have to hide the mistakes
And pretend I was here the whole time.
I mean, I was, but...
But I wasn't.
You know?
I'm pretty sure you know
On some level
But is it a level that will re-connect?
I'm hoping, but,
That's all it is. Just hope.
No guarantee.
Looking OutLooking out the window,Looking Out by *belavrana
It's the same day, different shit-
Oh, wait- I got that backward.
Never mind, we know it's easy to see why.
It's so dreary again, a rainy grey and cold cliche.
I barely slept.
Don't want to eat,
And cannot drink...
The one activity left is to think.
So I thought, and concluded this:
I am highly susceptible to foul moods.
And HELL- who wouldn't be?
When vulnerability is poked at
With every sharp object available?
Oh, now, gentle reader,
Was that too negative? Melodramatic?
I am sorry, but that is the view from here.
Oh, but I am supposed to be old enough to know better
Than to spout the same tired tale
Aspects of TruthThe aspects of truth in the fiction,Aspects of Truth by *belavrana
Many befriend us only when they want something from us, so,
If true help is not forthcoming from the users and abusers,
Let these words instead convey my thoughtforms on streams of data,
To the world at large.
I know fire when I feel it.
I know desire when I see it.
Surrounding circumstances are nothing but illusory distractions.
All time and all space,
Exist at once, in one place.
I still know what I once knew, and what I will know.
And it doesn't even matter how mad we all are!
As above, so below.
As then, so now.
As there, so here.
Two ablaze, two aglow, encircled!
Tiny orbs of light cra
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Anxious 
Cheer up!
I greatly appreciate it 
