When remembering themselves took such an effingHELL long and arduous length of upside down Utopian time that’s precisely when.. the message we sent to them-there Sunday ChurchGOING people was to
Do their damned densest, whilst the rest of us tie our minds to another sense of imaginative ‘moonshine’ ~~ it isn’t even impossible at all
To stand stage left of central and to UP THE ANTE times a thousand whilst.. their vagabond minds utilise the time.
It’s a kinda crime to’ve delayed the mentally inevitable altho…
“Do they really need to necessarily know.. just how far their aforementioned minds went
To get something rEsEmBliNg balanced and typically blue-brained again, because they did remember everything and then SOMEthing otherwise non judgemental actually.” Even if that’s gonna have to remain relatively tongue-tied and secretive to them.. there
Undeniably BLUE-minded People of signature denial. What happens, Though, when a mind crashes back to LiFe? Maybe, just MAYBE… everything starts to riotously resemble
The easiest scenario in the whole wide World, just turned stoopidly Upside Down by *yours truly
*cyclical, brain-lock nature of an OCD brain. To forget EVERYTHING it just learnt
