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Speech from Heart!

Covid-19

You did do damage.

I am talking to no Nation.

I ain’t talking to no group.

I am talking to people.

I am talking to you.

You created a monster.

You created paranoia, panick, you…

You killed.

You killed from unnecessary vaccination.

You killed from depression.

You murdered by suicide.

My mother. My mother. Hear me closely.

My mother, and not that I love her that much;

(Did you seriously expect an homily?)

Has gone insane. She is blinded at thought.

Blinded at soul. Blinded at heart.

You. You. NOW HEAR ME!

You just read Sain’t John’s Apocalypse,

And used it as a freaking guide of use.

Now I am talking to everyone.

Let everyone see everything.

As far as I cannot convince many of them,

As far as you have virtually nulled critical thinking on them,

I still have a sense of doubt.

I can listen to music.

I can read.

I can write.

I’ve gone through worse. Much worse.

As far as this insanity pandemic were conjured,

I can see the sun rise. Every morning.

I can mark Shiddartha’s words:

“It is not the place, the forest; it is but you”.

I can mark a noble man’s words:

“Wherever two people invoke Good, Good shall be among them”.

I can mark Mahoma’s words:

“He who murders another person, murders all of mankind”.

I can mark Plato’s Allegory of the Cavern,

Tell myself I also see but shadows… Sometimes.

I can mark the Tora:

Iron sharpens iron!

I can mark Nightwish:

“How were we supposed to know…”

I can mark Cervantes:

“Ladran, luego cabalgamos”

It goes just on an on…

This is a YIHAD.

In the strong meaning of the word:

A spiritual war, where

I SHALL NEVER SURRENDER.

Writing Technique VI: Automatic Writing

Step 1:

Grab a pen and a sheet of paper.

Step 2:

Say “I’m sober”.

Step 3:

Say “I’ve transcribed it since it was too blurry”.

Step 4:

Say “All that from Step 1 to Just Relax” was in your hand-written piece of paper.

STEP 5:

Irrealism.

Step 6:

Stop saying you’re creating writing genres or they’ll treat you crazy.

Step 7:

Play off your high.

Step 8:

Say “Step 7 was clownin’ dog”.

Step 9:

Just Relax.

Step 10:

Thanks for reading.

Stories of the Fucking Psiquiatric Ward

Sex toy.

I know. I am aware all of you fellow readers considerer me the Paragon of Sanity… But… At the psiquiatric ward:

1. I met this schizophrenic telephatical and fortune teller chick. She would go mad on gals I hadn’t think of making out with yet.

2. SOME schizophatic dude was assured that COVID-19 pandemic was a Global Gimmick Conspirancy on him. And he was right on half of it.