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Thought

Thought. Present tense of thought,think. Let’s think for a moment...

All I know is I’m suppose to write about thought. Well, who cares!

So this journal is about thought right. Let’s see here... Honestly, my favorite class is dance. I can do it all day long. It clears up my train of thought and helps me push out all the BS.

ReGr et

REGRET...WHAT DO I REGRET...

YOU MUST BE OUT OF YOUR MIND TO THINK I'M GOING TO SHARE WITH YOU ANY OF MY REGRETS. LET'S TALK ABOUT OTHER'S REGRETS...SOME ARE REGRETFUL FOR NOT BEING HONEST...SOME HAVE REGRET FOR GIVING SOMEONE THE CLAP REGRET. WHAT IS REGRET. YALL SHOULD KNOW DON'T ASK ME THESE QUESTIONS.

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Solitude

What is good about solitude? Well lemme tell you you’re not dealing with annoying ass people. It’s just you...Or whomever you want to be with you.

Can isolation be bad? Hell ya. When you are at prom, all be yourself. That’s a big no-no. Don’t isolate yourself like that, don’ttttttt. That’s my lesson today in my book of wisdom. To give you an ideal list of when isolation is good, here it is: sleeping, staying away from bs, not getting involved with stuff, private time, and much more...

“ My playhouse is under-

neath our house, & I hear people telling each other secrets.�

Someone has a little secret life going on, or keeps something secretive to himself. And something like his conscious is telling him a mix of things. Who might be the other person. Dolls represent the poet and whoever he’s talking about. The dolls can be a metaphor/ symbol for how this couple keeps their lives hidden. In a playhouse. Since it’s a secret, therefore hidden, the playhouse is not visible. The playhouse is hid in their common ground, which makes me suspect it’s a couple who this poem is shinning light upon.

“Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings- always darker, emptier, simpler.”

Current state of mind. Shadows dark, so are out feelings.

We can’t see your thoughts. You thoughts are essentially words that take up less space than feelings.

“I believe that almost all of our Sadnesses are moments of tension that we find paralyzing because we no longer hear our surprised feelings Living.�

We can only control our lingering will. The lingering will of our body, not our body itself nor our mind. It is our will that will guide us back to normal. To restore what we lost in the first place. When that happens our emotions will be back at peace. Until the next time, because our minds is stronger than our body.

Sad/angry- stuck in that state of mind for awhile.

No control over yourself.

Our bodies paralyzed to our mind due to lost control of our mind, which controls the body.

Will be back at peace.

Until the next time, because our minds is stronger than our body.

Anticipation:

“In drawing,

the trace always proceeds in the night: it always escapes the field of vision.””

You are obviously excited about something. It starts deeps down, where it can’t be seen, but felt. It travels beside darkness, until it reaches the light. Once the time comes the butterflies are going crazy. They are out of control. Once the event is over, those butterflies fly away, and the anticipation is gone.

Fleas interest me so much That I let them bite me for hours.

They are perfect, ancient, Sanskrit, Machines that admit of no appeal.

They do not bite to eat, They bite only to jump; They are the dancers of the celestial sphere, Delicate acrobats In the softest and most profound circus; Let them gallop on my skin, Divulge their emotions, Amuse themselves with my blood, But someone should introduce them to me.

I want to know them closely, I want to know what to rely on

They bounce all around. Do you really mind that they are biting you? This leads me to curiosity and discovery. How far are you willing to go. Curiosity killed the cat. Just to let you guys know. But how far are you willing to go to make a discovery.

It involved a few bumps in the road, but if your ambitious you will get there. Nothing will stand in your way.

Especially not these black fleas jumping all over the place.

Sublime

In the womb, we are beautiful. Ugly doesn’t like pretty.

So ugly (sublime) does anything to destroy the beautiful baby. Sometimes it’s successful, sometimes it’s not. It may succeed by removing the pretty from your shell, but it won’t reach your core. If that happens, it’s not permanent, unless you don’t do anything about it. We can’t control our ugliness from the outside, but our personalities is what keeps us sane from our ugliness.

If you look for beauty from the outside, good luck. Many choose to go down the right path, and wonder why they can’t find a good man/woman.

Those people are the ones who update their status complaining about men or women, and generalize a whole sex. Hate, jealousy, greed, rudeness, are ways people let ugliness in. It is also is a way to let ugliness out. For example: Mike is pretty. No wait, he’s beautiful. He has hatred, so that ugliness fills his heart. It grows and grows until it has nowhere else to go. The only place left is his appearance. It goes out his body, to his face, arms, legs, etc. Now Mike is butt ugly. Why do you think the people with the most hatred are ugly? Think about it.

Amplif ied!

Shava! shava! Da da da! Everybody say shava shava!

Oh my god I can’t concentrate my stomach hurts so bad. Must be that damn amoxicillin.

I should have not eaten...Oh my god. Like I can’t be here right now. Sorry, I just can’t do it.

Damn this is not good. Okay I’ll be back...

Okay after that bathroom break I feel better.

Forget about cocaine, amoxiliccin is a hell- of- a drug.

For common side effects being nausea, vomiting, and Diarrhea, I' m surprised I' m surviving this. Knocks on wood-.

In other news, we bout to get it poppinnnnn! buckwild voice Countdown timeboiiiiiiiiii - Beyonce voiceStay positive. That' s what I' m learning every single day. Life is a bitch. Deal with it.

Peace