The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

2 Minutes Inside My Head

Struggle to survive the mental state of comprehension that all exists only within ones self esteem of feelings and emotions brought within self destruction of physical properties caused by several severe separate realities compensating for each other while playing tunes in your head reminding you that you can not leave without a sincere goodbye. None of this matter except the last thing running through your head until the thought is gone. Emptiness is the key to success of absent minded mental anguish to self esteem and reliance on others is forgotten. so write it down surround yourself with nothing until your head is clear enough to see the water on the side less traveled by the subconscious mind, dream of not dreaming. Fear has no principal without the existence of remembering we mean nothing to our selves. 

(this was written in two minutes of a manic episode)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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