imaginaryme
Active Member
I have got to be the world's biggest frickin loser. Ever. Possible. The only thing that ever had meaning in my life has been my love of Gwyneth Paltrow. This morning, out of nowhere, I get a casual link to Gwynnie; so it can no longer be a link to the divine. I'm all flipped out for a few hours; and then I'm like, what day is it? 12:19. Never realized I had a time limit, never even thought about it; but a stupid lottery ticket, for no other reason than I thought I had some meaning from the dream at the end of my employment... I read their book; fit in there just like god said, just like the links show, tried to make some sense out of it, convinced myself Gwynnie was the greatest god...
My eyes have been saucer shaped for hours, I figured it for some kind of delusion, I never imagined I has the least amount of significance; but one look at the calendar, and it's like, animus of serpent to Vancouver for the Daughter of God. All I know is that cannot get me through her; I have meaning beyond her, I have direction, mathematics, art... and a whole passel of Not Knowing. I should have some money coming, but that ain't really relevant. God told me I was a prophet; I mean, I trust in god, but... no more revealed religion... so, maybe I'm just finding a colder hole to crawl into to curl up and die in... but hey, life, purpose? Never had that before. If I can walk across the country for nothing, I can walk right out of it for something...
And they cannot hurt my Gwynnies because of who I am. So, anyone, imput?
My eyes have been saucer shaped for hours, I figured it for some kind of delusion, I never imagined I has the least amount of significance; but one look at the calendar, and it's like, animus of serpent to Vancouver for the Daughter of God. All I know is that cannot get me through her; I have meaning beyond her, I have direction, mathematics, art... and a whole passel of Not Knowing. I should have some money coming, but that ain't really relevant. God told me I was a prophet; I mean, I trust in god, but... no more revealed religion... so, maybe I'm just finding a colder hole to crawl into to curl up and die in... but hey, life, purpose? Never had that before. If I can walk across the country for nothing, I can walk right out of it for something...
And they cannot hurt my Gwynnies because of who I am. So, anyone, imput?