A white ghost-like mist at the edge of her vision, called “The Angel of Love,” and appropriately so, for love is equally ethereal, unpredictable, and almost certain to lead to pain. The remembrance of this and we did this before. The auras around the people with dreadful wings of the stories coming to my brain which is my mind eye. You see I see things that are not there and I don’t make much of them as they are truly boring being if you like to call them that. They are my brains creation and they are everywhere. It does seem like my brain had made these images that are characters in stories I have heard as a child. Stories to warn me about doing bad ot this will happen. Of course, Eventually I thought they were good stories and the characters stayed. My brain could not think of this events in my brain so matches them with angels and demons as they more than likely lead to migraine and seizures. My own little hell; a personal one as I am never tell a soul about this knowing full well they will not do a god-damn. I know that these last two days I have been feeling this sort of things along with images. I then take my meds and they hide. I know they are there, the chemical curtain, the chemical Keyser Soze. Jane is one of those angels that speaks to me because the pain of losing her was very lots. I am over that now. She slowly goes away. I used to see her all the time even when I was not aware I knew she was watching. Like a protector or password for login screen. Anger is a stupid emotion. My forgetoir(as opposed to memoir). The library is full of angels and demons and I can see them. My brain is fucked up more than those religious nut jobs who pray to these things yet can NOT see or know. This is a brain malfunction or function but it doesn’t affect me when i am computing a integral or anything. So they effect me only when i write as they seem to enjoy my bad writing. So seeing these things is very much a was pain presents and my brains way of dealing with this stupid pain, which is needed naturally to avoid things.
and time for a quote as quotes are good for some reason:
“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.” – Some Drunk Writer Who Shot himself in the Head.
I was talking to M about this shit and I called them quantum fields and strings. That seems a lot more plausible than heaven and hell beings from a good movie or contradictory book. The book is good if you wanna be with a religious woman everything in there says you are to fuck her. How YOU doooing? I could use a cup of coffee right about now.
So if a person who might be Jewish write this about my people :
Does that give me free reign to say things about Jewish people is full generalization? Of course, not I am not Jewish and it is taboo to hate Jew because they write this bullshit about your people. and so here was my response to the one Jewish person who dissed Dene:
So if you read the book you will get it otherwise shut up. Back to angels…its a mental health issue; if you believe in those things take a anti-psychotic and you will see.
Filed under: Memory loss 
