the economy is the name we give human behavior and it’s a good economy if it loops in on itself and people can go to work get money spend money and then that money shows back up at work again and the more times that happens the better the economy is like so long as people are getting it RIGHT it’s a good economy follow the rules do something sell something spend the money sell something again like keep your goods small and disposable and we’re good and that’s a good economy
Chipotle you super nice, you got the right kind of rice, you got the steak that nothing short just saying you know you great, you got the sauces that gives you boss status, you just guac out til the clocks out, you straight chipotle you super straight
I started on a book or rather a page of some kind … I’ll be fucking with it for the next couple months I’m in no hurry … I had dreams of being a published author and then I looked at the internet one day and was like alright i’m a published author i have dreams of getting paid for this one day … i’m sort of experienced at being published and in being published i have found the most noteworthy element of being published is irrational fear … fear of publishing self identifying information fear of random people having a problem with that curse word you used to the other day fear of being mistaken for being racist and accosted for that fear of someone you KNOW reading your writing and feeling the need to look you up … irrational fear is the hallmark of being published to me and when i say i am experienced at being published it’s because i’m experiencing with dealing with that
I was sitting in the Corona Virus surrounded by infection and I had a glass of Lipton Tea that was worth it’s weight in wheat. I had the conundrum of a million moons that were all coming at me to soon. Lately I had been feeling older. I had been feeling like I was of age that age the age you attain when you lived before. I was before before galactic shelack clack like I was a star attack and the world was rap a riddle inside this fiber glass reality that is chaotic conformity. I was leotard juice.
It was something of a dervish, I was whirling, a way to find the place we we were working. I had a place in my soul that was working I was girking. Took to writing skirmishes letting the world have it’s world. I was grotto von totto lotto winner extradorinaire. We had our sacred stare in our eyes. I was firefly. It was an extended poem I was ratterfy. In so much as there was a wanton moment to experience I was crafting a beautiful healing in my head space they took so much from me the people we can’t see.
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Practice In Chronological Order in the RIGHT SIDE BAR FOR PROPER EFFECT or keep reading main column for daily up dates … basically click the CHRONO button to catch up or keep up with the main column to follow along
Old enough to have anxiety, looked it up.
Anxiety is your body’s natural response to stress. It’s a feeling of fear or apprehension about what’s to come. … But if your feelings of anxiety are extreme, last for longer than six months, and are interfering with your life, you may have an anxiety disorder.