How i wonder, is it possible for me to change from hole in my heart to hole for my heart.
It is after all, reasonably effective to live with just reason & logic.
This morning i thought about, what i can't remember now. But i do know what i thought of doing to him. Sew up his lips. Or perhaps staple his tongue to the upper portion of his mouth, though that may kill him. Or take his sight.
Last thursday, a peaceful field i saw near my house, i related it to killing fields. Bodies, blood, bullets. After that string of violent thoughts, i decided to test my thoughts out. Seeing 2 crows struggling in the wind, i conjured my thoughts. Getting struck by lightning was the most positive/cute thought i could come up with.
How long till you notice? It is to my bemusement that i observe, or should i say, await your reaction.
Wipe your tears. Then you can wipe your existence.