I'm almost very proud of this one trait I have. "Vibes" is the most simple, ridiculous, stupidly stoned way to describe these feelings that I detect so clearly, but lo! my Birkenstocks give me good vibrations, and eating processed cheese gives me bad vibrations. It's unequivocal.
Of course, this sense of "good" that's formed is exactly like "Good Vibrations" by the Beach Boys. There's the looming sense that it's so stupid as to be really excellent, but there's also the possibility that it could simply be epic, excellent of its own accord. Mmm, bop-bop.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Climaxxx
Something Great is imminent. I feel like a great luminescent moon is shining somewhere in my life and its light is getting brighter as I approach it.
I feel like loose ends will be tied or trimmed. I feel like everything will drop into place and make sense. I feel strength and success. The moon shines from January; I can feel all that white light beaming from the middle of my senior year.
I'm more excited than I could probably ever articulate appropriately.
I feel like loose ends will be tied or trimmed. I feel like everything will drop into place and make sense. I feel strength and success. The moon shines from January; I can feel all that white light beaming from the middle of my senior year.
I'm more excited than I could probably ever articulate appropriately.
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