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The schizophrenic post it notes...the beginning of a story....

He had a touch of the madness maybe it was more than a touch of it...he stared into the darkness outside of his window and pondered his past he was only 28 years old and had been to the very depths of hell...he takes a final drag of his cigarette and extinguished it in his over flowing ashtray if you didn't know a filled ashtray tells the story of a empty soul the LSD has long since run it's course...hes on the verge of mental collapse the peyote he's been hording away in the floor boards is whispering his name...the paper and pen stared at him from the desk he hears her voice a love lost forever because of insecurities and situations he made up purely in his paranoid schizophrenic mind...the joint he rolled is burning unevenly but it still calms his shot out nerves in his mind dances images of wild beasts chasing him through the swamps only to run smack dab in the middle of a prison yard...he looks at his veins and Remebers his right of passage and the mess it left in it's wake he feels the collapsed vein a tear trickles down his cheek her face appears the memories of a love once so strong and vibrant now she's just a name on his heavily tattooed skin it wasn't supposed to be like this that's the thing he battle with most his life has never gone the way it should have or maybe it has and he's been looking at it from the wrong angle all along then he thinks about what his little brother always said it is what it is....its 414 am the world sleeps he sits in silence and thinks about all the memories and things back then where do we go from here he thinks it had only been 6 months since he walked out of the prison gates ending his criminal career wouldnt prove an easy task but the time and betrayal wasnt worth the damage he's done to his family...he picks up the pen and begins writing the stories down the words flow freely onto the paper for that moment he's is free of his demons...they say that lightening doesn't strike the same place twice...welcome to the thunderdome motherfucker....my story isn't over these are the schizophrenic post it notes...