Feeding Myself

Nothing much I’ll be missing HERE. nope. No amount of trees and waterways will Ever do it for me. there’s more to me than this, than these. My brain needs feeding and it won’t be fed on pine cones. may all here be happy there are lots of nice people while I am off to new adventures of some higher level of thinking Let it all just be as I will be gone where brainpower is a tool that I will need to get along. beautifully as the sun hits the mountains, yet a hollow space in me hungers for something you can’t find at the drive-ins or the Wal-Mart. Im sure its up here somewhere but two years here and I eat and yet I starve. Gone underground to stay alive to keep that part of me in existence somehow, somewhere. A new place. I’m thinking already! I can actually think! the sun will shine there too but hotter brighter it energizes life there. like a magnet, draws awareness to it as it is drawing me as well because damned if I’m going to be deemed “dumb” as my father called my Mother. My brain has its problems, but intelligence isn’t one of them. I can’t WAIT to leave. Take me! Take me!