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Hey. You can NOT see my house from here... But this is my first audio post. Every day the pressure is decreasing.
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Its been a very long month.. What with the world burning down.. And as of this week, Drowning and getting buried in mud.
Ive just realized how long ive been gone. Sorry i havent been responding. Ive been having a time. I figured a bunch of things out.. Been throwing myself at problems instead of using my head.
Last I heard, you get one life. If i didnt respond.. Ive been struggling. Clouds are clearing. Im always at my best when the literal(and figurative) bullets fly. I never understood that.because growing up, i was bookish and shy. Now i think I get it. Im not an adrenalin junkie, it just takes me a while to get scared. And then i see everyday life as drudgery afterward.
Coming alive when shit goes "Apocalypse" wasnt on my bingo card.
If people act like they care what happens next, i dont let my inner Rick Grimes out to play. My inner Spock doesnt see the point, but his innate loyalty means he wont let Jim go alone.
My inner cast of characters is pretty large.. Now i get why I started drawing.
My inner Giacomo Casanova was bound by parental strictness and being a "church boy." I finally confronted that demon when the pastor who everybody thought was Mr. Righteous.. Turned out to have been bedding half the women in the church.. And pocketing the collections.. HUGE disappointment.. Because I had been guilt tripped into thinking" "sex was a sin"by a man who was getting laid seven days a week while all their husbands were at work-😡. I channeled all the resentment into art... Because i hated being made a fool of.
Never trusted pious guys in suits again. "Thoughts and Prayers."
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