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Distractions are taking over


They are always in my way


Today I will go to Zilker Metropolitan Park again. My thoughts will wander.

I do not expect to try to think about anything meaningful or important to anyone.


I am losing control of myself... For a lack of trying

to control my Self


Self means Soul

My Soul is Eternal, because I know it is, because I have done the work.

I have spent a lot of my time with my Soul and whoever or whatever created my Soul.


I am going to see Stacy Watkins in about 2 hours. I am going to tell her that I wish we could lay on the Zilker lawn, perfect weather, and rest our heads on each other. Look at the sky and each other.

Stacy is just the first person I thought of. I would love to do all that with many people. Mostly Gillian MacLaren Jacobs.

Or Julie Marie Wier.

Or Maybe Saylor, aka Andrea Gaylor.

Or actress Michele Williams.

Or young Audrey Hepburn.

Or singer and musician St. Vincent, aka Annie Clark.

Or Regina Spektor.

Kat Edmonson

Or my niece in ten or more years. Nothing sexual or romantic. I am not a truly horrible person. I just have a lot of truly horrible thots. I want to try to better my thought patterns.

Dear God,

What do I want for the Future? I mean really.

God, why is life so hard?

Why have you all created Reality and Reason?



I will keep listening. I believe that I have learned that Listening is one of the best and most important acts.

To Become Understanding.

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