Focus Pocus

List of recent history:

I made some mistakes.
I made some accomplishments.
I've been incongruosly rewarded extra punishment for my mistakes.
I have received no recompense for the accomplishments.


I am strong enough to keep my chin low and head high. Fast enough to dodge bullets but not mud-slinging. Smart enough to ignore emotions and force myself to let things go.

But how do i slow my mind? Or speed it up? Time passes at a steady rate, dependable and infuriatingly so. I imagine myself a speck, flitting in and out between others, like a minnow swimming twixt shark and seaweed alike. But all it takes is seemingly one error in maneuvers and CHOMP. Eaten. And i have to wait 'til said seeker of the scrumptious passes me out their end before i'm allowed to swim again. Waiting in line at the digestive tract. I am where even sight and sound can't reach me, but i can still feel my progress through this system, being squished ever so slowly into position to be pooped out. It might only be the echo of familiarity, for I have been through this before. Most people have, i think.

Blah blah blah. How droll. Tough times never last but tough people do, etc.
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I live in a realm of beauty. From Dawn to Dusk to Dawn it is heavenly. So I shain't fuss over maladies anymore. The effort is useless, and i know better. I would normally keep myself busy to control my thoughts, but no work is available yet. I am a brightly colored bouncing ball.

I am a brightly colored bouncing ball in view of beautiful bosom's. Yeah.

I am a brilliant jewel nestled in generous cleavage. yeah!

ahhhh......

I am where i am supposed to be. I am King and I am Servant. Master of my will and slave to it. Great abundance comes to me, Luck smiles upon me fervently, and Victory flies by my side.

Peace. I am Peace. Tommorow I may again be War, but this eve i am peace.
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"Breathe deep sir", she says, "Breathe deeper. These few breathes i'll let you keep, but only whilst i'm away."