How Grateful For Acute Psyche Pain

Though psyche sundered and cleft, sans like Earth bereft of moon with wrack and ruin please don't ask how I am doin, especially after natural automotive wear and tear found anguish brew'n, no matter yours truly know win, there haint no benefit in getting fit tubby tied emotional state strewn, yet quite impossible to shuck off, NOT being affected aghast by loon nut tick raging (like an angry red bull) growing foreboding, looming large, and grow'n like...June shadows of late afternoon madly - swelling the inside of my head like a hot air balloon until...my noggin feels ready to explode aside from such lacerating peace of mind, I reck coon this chap feels great and aware, perhaps the silver lining extant within bare lee able to cheer hip...hip...hip hooray, an unconquerable drear re: heaviness weighs down clapping e'er ambition to relish pickle yar welcoming more'n a fair weather friend, though tis natural inclination to gear us sin muss elf within hermetically sealed within hare sized rabbit hole, a lair only large enough for me, though um...mare reed man, I don't want anybody near just a treasure trove of multi denominational prayer books, no matter not exceptionally religious just maybe...a rare salvation (reed deliverance as lucky sweepstakes winner) delivered by some body named Alistair relieving torturous vice grip tear ring inside mine wear re: soul perhaps...for a year.