I'm not sure what to think these days.
Moments of joy and comfort,confusion,tired,aware,asleep.
There are artists her,the energy of creation flows all through this place,that and drunkeness.
I had a wonderful birthday filled with blue drinks.
All our mouths were stained blue and I dreamnt of blue in my drunken birthday dreams.
I've thought of much to write and lost it just as quickly as I thought it,so I'm not sure what to say....
I feel ill at times,but my mind increases.
My dreams and random thoughts,intuition are starting to borderline frightening in accuracy.
I need to focus,or let go completely,whatever it takes to develope this.
I feel I have an idea,but am horribly confused at the same time.
Kind of like finally finding a map,but loosing your glasses.
Hmmm,...what now?
1:22 a.m. by Timm Jumper