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years of writing and learning working guts spilled heart ripped out torn to holes stabbing myself open and spreading myself thin learning this about that thing this thing about that stuff computer whizz i am not but one comes along and i am forever lost in the shuffle of the game playing with myself solitaire with levels puzzles with destinations to surf the web to give my writing a new purpose lead you here to find where else for you to go to find the next puzzle to ponder and meaning of it all as if I'm some genius unfinished puzzle I've been shut down and how do i explain this to my children walking in my crutches who cannot afford to be read one more time as i whine in the midst of my goose chase of level three leading you back to level one and my space is just a place to look for something to do top point at the famous players and how i got my foot in the door and how they know me one day and I'm not shy to get my attention whether I'm good or not i have something to say we are a community and I'm here for the life of fun and games I'm here for the utopia why does it have to be like a bully ruled school yard of conviction where no one knows who they think they are and no one is worrying about who questions anybody and laugh at estimations of underestimating thew jobs we never apply for fingers pointing over here and over there and nothing left to lose so was it worth it when now i cant sign in due to scandal i cant fix any perfected mistakes due to friends who know pass codes that affect me still tight lips are sinking my ship and the truth be told the police wont get involved just thought you should know I'm in the Center of nothing spiraling out to place to find if i can be where none will ever go a journal of the one who was everything written of emotion from gods joke to inspiration to writers and communicating generation gaps and now its all lost because of hate crimes we cant solve and peoples paranoias of technology and phishing scams cant sell my work anymore or access my pay pal years of work not backed up lumpy lessons served with lemon aid just go surf and see the game do the pieces fit of the head strong ahead of his timer terrified false prophet goose chase inter net hacked shut down? something to think about for you!!

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