PLEASE!! MAY ANY READER NOT TAKE THIS PERSONALLY BECAUSE MY SLEEP HAS ZERO “ENLIGHTENING” SECURITY SYSTEM:

Okay algorithms..,
Please do NOT fool others against us all,

No..,
I have no idea..,
And..,
As always,
Please do NOT take this personally:

I’d guess(?) that throughout history:

There’s always been a sort of elite identity,

With readily available UNconscious manipulation temptation that’s out of its’,
control in infinite forms and degrees knitting together Webs that it also forgets within and outside its’ external confusing frequencies..(?),

Glad my anxiety had time to broaden its’ awareness of the “big” picture..,
Yes,
I’m working on internally peacefully dissolving the anger..,

Once again..,
DO NOT take this PERSONALLY:
And if there’s a “run on” sentence then well,
please,
do NOT use it as another excuse to brutalize my internal balancing physical equations..,

Stuff that its’ internal painful energy field(s)..,
Just,
Forgets in UNpredictable frequencies how to decide which ball to blame,
As it gets passed around,
All the same,

Of course as I’d guess..(?),
There’s another protocol,
That I’d guess will procreate to arrive at the top of the hall,
Through dance manipulation,
Sneaking through the middle,
Remaining criticized and receiving criticism widely,

Don’t worry,
All of you who have been born after myself,
Will continue forward,
When,
Whether or NOT,
My idealistic ego may want to ask:
Will the artificially man made avalanches,
Appear to erase all the snow,
On the mountains..?

Man..,
I been too focused on that wasteful 7 ball cascade:

Time to put the pieces together,
And..,
Collectively infinitely neutrally,
Accept one and however many others!!

And well,
If we want to see snow again,
May we NOT lose ourselves in the 7 ball cascade!!

Or..? Maybe I should shut up!!? Why don’t those at the top of the cascade tell me!!? Or did I “not qualify”.. “the”.., “wait.. what?”.., sorry coach I dropped the ball(s) again

Of course the oratory,
Is always there,
With a greater brush,
That’ll paint me and screenshot those with my appearance out of the picture..,
I’m just so done,
With this,
“In the name of”,
I’m secretly full of shit..,
Of course,
The screenshots,
Will..,
Know,
How to twist it..,
And that’s just a mysterious guess..(?),

(Creds: “SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS”.. or is it “Round”.., ohh know.., the verbal police are coming!!?)..,

Where are we thanking those of service anyway..?

May greater threads of tech-savvy intelligence NOT twist this out of context:
Because,
When will we stop claiming to “know” what..,
You know what..,
I just do NOT know

?

Creds to this video: (https://youtu.be/QFf4qh8_awM),
I have no idea….?

I’m sorry for sounding narcissistic,
I’m sorry for speaking in ways that might have dangerously escalated moments in mysterious ways of inseparable,
out of control,
infinite degrees and forms of everlasting intertwining Webs of sentient manifestation..,

I’m sorry for not being more “visual”,
I’m sorry for ever wanting to venture to see natural snow top mountains without getting out of my mom’s car,
Until the skatepark was near,
..,
Oh how that memory of that “park” at the “Rock n Roll” hall of fame,
Still makes me paranoid in vain,
Because,
How we really judge..,
Who dropped the blunt,
If our hearts are already full of..,
I’ll say it..,
FIRE!!?

(Source/Footnote/Clueless.. Form.. Of.. “Citation”..https://youtu.be/Sqz5dbs5zmo),

(Creds to Will Ferrell and Andy Samberg among all the other cast members scattered throughout places I have no idea are presently located)..,

Wait.. you know what..(!?), I’ll stop.

?

Speaking theoretically..,

It’s like, 

There’s.., 

One form, 

In another form, 

In a series of forms, 

With serious stories, 

Seriously received identities, 

Serious actions, 

Fears of expansions and contractions, 

A lot of confusions, 

Temptations, 

Accusations.., 

“Conclusions”, 

More who keep snarkily asking “why”!? 

And I’m like.., 

Just.., 

Chill man.., 

And then, 

Another day comes.., 

And it’s.., 

In the name of I don’t give a fuck..,

So as many of us probably claim to “know”, 

Here we go again.. 

The evil spying trowel, 

Seeking to make others believe something I did NOT cause,

NOR act on.., 

So as for how I can help others.., 

Without getting interconnectedly, 

And interdependently, 

Intertwined into some POINTLESS horrific bullshit.., 

Well.., 

If I have no were to go.., 

I’ll just, 

Stay as safe as I can, 

And hopefully we can ALL get some sleep and dream something magnificent and broaden our awareness beyond dangerous exclusive ideological divisive degrees.., and forms of.. Yes.. BULLSHIT. 

Me: Captain Jack, let’s go!!!!! 

Captain: Where!? 

Me: A sanctuary with less decay.  

So we then enter..

Preacher: You two pile of scumbags need to stop looking for the end of the earth and fly the fuck out of here.. Let’s go!!! 

And.., 

They try to take off.., until the busters of balls, 

Decided to artificialize a perfect storm, 

So once again, 

They did not arrive, 

On the sober and free, 

Social realization, 

To learn how to rise above the trowel of Evil..,

I guess..?

(Creds: (Michael Bolton, Akiva Schaffer, Andy Samberg)  And please.., computer hackers’, do NOT slander me, just stop.., https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GI6CfKcMhjY)

He came from a far and unknown land,
Places and people he struggled to stand,
Irritation and exclusion from the sleep-deprivation feeding band,
While carrying rhymes in which his ego always would try to creatively use to implicitly reprimand..,
As he was then,
Placed in a new location,
He encountered a similar interaction of similar sounding forces of suppressed spiritually inseparable irritation..

Stranger #1: OOOOOOOOOOOO..

Protagonist: Okay then..?

Stranger #2: What are you doing..?

Protagonist: You know this individual..?

Stranger #2 walks off..

And then, the protagonist asks a possibly predicted (by the reader of this here draft..) question to himself..

Self-Question of Protagonist: “In the name of “I don’t give a fuck”, where oh where.. is the cauldron of ethical balancing chemicals!!?”

Stranger #1: He’s a witch!!

Random man: Wait what!?

Stranger: Hey!!!!!!!!

Protagonist: Just mind your own internal business please, THANK YOU!!

Speaking from as far as I can presently see in myself (Abstractly Speaking): Instead of addressing chemicals, it’s like our internal temptations might have us watching a film about it, instead of digging deep within, to actually heal it. As for working together, why are we just so ready to “quit”!? Yes, I also fear being manipulated by inauthentic kindness, and well, I don’t know what else I’m just.. “not allowed to do”, speaking figuratively, literally, what ever those above may just require of me, of course, as for the bigger picture, they’ll get the better view, while others just, “can’t figure out what the fuck is wrong!!?”, as all try to venture on. And then.., the forces of evil, may dig deep within me, to use my past assumptions recklessly.., I have no idea to speak how I feel presently.., quite honestly.

I just was not part of the brand,
Maybe they tried to chemically balance me..(?),
Before they “knew” what they were actually doing to me,
Maybe they looked the same as me..(?),
And/or similar to whatever degree..(?),

How do I know..(?),
Would that question,
Lead to a dangerous collective assumption unconsciously projected at anyone..(?),
I don’t know..(?),
Maybe this is just coming from an internal force of attention..(?),

It’s just,
Who can I really trust..(?)

When I try to be kind,
I guess(?) it’s often seen as “manipulation”,

And when I talk about threats I received,
Time after various previous times,
I may get “criticized” for “not letting it go”,

And as for what I must say,
What do I really “know”..(?),

Maybe I’ll try to say “hi”,
And when my vision tells me I’m being ignored deliberately,
I’ll (extremely rarely) vent to myself out loud without realizing the person (who I felt emotionally hurt by) heard me say:
“No respect huh!? Okay.., fucking asshole!!”,
And then..,
The person who hurt me,
May walk up to me,
Physically intimidate me,
And threaten me additionally,
And when I then apologize,
The same individual may remind me,
That truthfully,

Who really cares about us..?

So I guess it makes sense that another individual does NOT know me,
NOR cares to presently

Yes..,
I also worry about being excessively spied on to be UNjustifiably tortured and/or killed later..,
(Not that killing and/or torturing “teach” us how to heal the sources of evil anyway..),
Yet I’d like to say that:

Regardless of all that might be implied in infinite forms and/or degrees for better and/or worse:

I feel that commonly held hierarchical beliefs that may also be written and/or sold on paper can NEVER “perfectly” describe our reality,

I feel that:
Just because I have been diagnosed with the same labeled condition(s)..,
ONCE AGAIN,
does NOT mean I’m more “similar” and/or “different” than those with the same conveniently labeled condition(s)..,

Although I’m grateful to have received certain support services as a result,
If feeling “disabled” deprived me of a lack of confidence required to sufficiently help myself including others,
Then I feel,
When the time most highly necessitates it for myself and whoever else,
I must really work to safely and ethically DISidentify with my label(s),

And I feel that (as for that other point)..,
since my perceptions feel to often tell me that several people appear to forget that I’m different than those I’m labeled the “same” as (such as being viewed since age five as having “High-Functioning Autism” after being labeled as having “Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder” and “Generalized Anxiety Disorder” at age four)..,
I often feel to have to keep wasting more time reminding those particular others that I’m another individual that’s neurodivergent within my own unique degree and form just as I believe EVERY human (and/or sentient being) IS for however much “better” and/or “worse”.. that can NOT be “perfectly” described on paper..(in my presently held belief..),

It’s like.. “reminder time”,
Pertaining to my emotions and sensory reactions playing out DIFFERENTLY (internally and/or externally) than those who I’m equally chemically categorized as..,

(Source/Creative Citation: A play on words from the character “Nurse Rached’s” (Actress: Louise Fletcher) phrase “medication time” in the film “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest”, Released on: November 19th, 1975),

And pertaining to cautionary fictional film depictions that may depict reality as more or less painful or “exactly how it is”,
I’d still say that even though too much frightening negativity may make someone (such as myself) emotionally dysregulated,
still,
certain films I hope can serve as cautionary tales for those who may “lack the time” to read a certain amount of reading material,
among and/or on a certain level,
That’ll help sentient life on Earth ethically feel less pain,

And as always,
Thanks for reading that!

Is it fair to myself,
to honor another’s path that they planned out for me to take,
if they wish to NOT tell me what I’ll encounter,
and/or might possibly (or likely) encounter along the way..?
And,
if they have NOT lived NOR know of my life,
how do they truly “know” what I “need” and/or “deserve”,

To be as politely honest as I can,
I’d just like some more who I can trust