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An E-Letter Morphs Un2 Confessional Poom (Confusional Tho It Be)

it's just a ''simple matter'' of
Irony/Paradox re: the bizarre contrast between 'my' before & after(2000-2002)
......as time goes on, i reali
ze that most people do not
have any conscious 'experience' to
appropriately 'fit' whatever
paradigm of expression i'm trying to
form so as to 'relate' whatever-it-was that happened.

i seriously feel nothing nearly like the 'attachment' to illusions of Glory Days that i must have felt in the midst of 'that time' (i'm sure that makes lottsa Sense to ye)....

& i accept that just saying that much is 'non-sense' to regular people who are conditioned to think that any 'anomaly' of thought is erase'able by some force-of-Will
(which now kinda seems like the very definition of the 'psychotheraputic' ego manipulations that have always impressed me as being highly-valued futilities..ha (a joke, yknow?)

...i vaguely remember being able to use my ego to make those 'adjustments', or at least make self 'believe' i was 'trying' there'in, but none of that is 'accessible' anymore, probably due to some dented or broken subtle neurological factor.

oshit...nevermind.....i should concentrate using my force-of-Will to just (at least) shut'd'fck up & make mySelf �'just act normal' as dear'ol'Dad oft said to me......even if i'm saddled wit this hilariously absurd torment for The Rest of My Life, it'll all be over B4 I (we) Know It.

seems no linguistic way to 'relate' Where I'm At wit'out compounding My Incomprehensibility.........just tough luck

Peace&blessings/your lovin'brother,
(signature blocked to protect thee innocent)
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