" my mantra lately , when i feel and know i'm okay , is ' perfect everything ' . i tell myself , cool water on my face , fresh towel , walking well and knowing how the nice day will most likely end and always begin again , to get better . . . "
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My cold black dirty Crocs
feel good
no one asking how love-
ly the night time moon shines
my perfect pearly home remembered
how does memory change the present
how does now change memories
now changes now
my dirty brown and green and cool house and yard
sleeping white hot yellow dreams of everywhere
with the universal faces that everyone can recognise
and believe the truth of the youth and the old
my clean-ness
dissolve and solve our tired human
grey and open and meaning
How does the perfect everything help
Us and realise the
Time just enough to feel just like ourselves
. . . .
i've been listening to Flatsound . . . Scotland
yep
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