branches move out of the way to let the water flow. Like dancing to music in your mind. The times in life when reality seems unbearable. The moments with the most possibility.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
Monday, February 20, 2017
Saturday, February 11, 2017
Shhh
I've heard you. You don't realize the incessant talking has gone on many years. I'm through listening. I finished wondering. I don't want to hear another word. Stop talking about things you know nothing about. Stop telling me who you think I am. Stop telling me what you imagine I'm thinking, doing, dreaming, reacting to. You don't know. You've never asked. You don't want to listen. The proof is plain to see. I took too long to answer a question you never asked me.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
Thursday, February 2, 2017
accept the void
In your world. In your personality. You have no system to include my opinion. Nothing wrong and nothing illegal about that. However because of that there is no input, or exchange. It would seem to me that would be alarming. It isn't. You don't have to care. You don't want to know. There is a sustainable life for you without me. Illuminating the pathway to oblivion.
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
It's not what you think it's what you believe. Patricia '96
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