Sometimes I feel like a freak on a leash,
perhaps I am. Do not invade in my thoughts.
Identification – Suffocation – Neutralization
When my silence keeps me quiet and . .  and I . . .

. . . and my heart beAts faster and Faster . . . I don’t want to run but my brain is running running Running away – away to where? From where? There is no time to spare!? My; . . . heart. I can hear & feel my heartbeats. Ain’t that enough?

Only heart to heart they say you will find a way to shape your clay. To whom?  May I claim that it is me that avoids the triple bank shot? – “Whaaahy?” – You may wonder. Yes, I know. Let it be. It is not of importance. Besides . . .

 I see myself everywhere I turn and if I consider that someone exhibits a sign of intelligence; I freeze and listen. Listen carefully and compare. If the “Intelligent” one says something I recognize as true inside my wordless reality I will proclaim (for the moment) this person as the personification of superior intelligence, my guide out from my unreachable mind frutopia. Oh, my heartbeat just slowed down, no. I think that I understand now:

I was running away from the idiot within me! - Pay attention! To What? – Listen - Listen carefully. . .

when you don’t feel the need to speak and you heart skips a beat ot two stop and if you ♫ wee bababadabo bababadabo ♫  for a minute or two  when the state of the condition just insults your intuition . . . who overwhelms you? Right Now?

Immediate rejuvenation – Soothing Demystification -  Tinker's damn oh ye?- >Eh! Down with the mental deterioration of a troubled mind(I was considered to be bright once upon a time, I have a brain and I can start using it whenever I want to) AnD guess what!? *Smii♪iiile* Oh ya that is just another cul- de- sac oh ya & ♫ badabadabado wee bababadabooo bababadabo:) ♫ If I can do it so can you;) and this is what I long for, the only thing I long for  . . . more than everything else. The touch of the warm summer sun, just like Mark Twain’s poem “warm summer sun”