Oh Potter, how you knitted me in my single mother's womb out of wedlock. Stuck in this imperfect meat puppet, a new creation who has escaped his flesh, stuck bound in the terrestrial vessel until I die, and my ghost which has wings is set free from The Potter's bound!Filthy strange functions not felt by ghosts!Hot and cold, pain, strange liquids and electric nervous system. My heart sins against me every time it beats, for I will death and the victory of it over my earthly vehicle created from the dust of the ground.I'm in a schizophrenic cannabis Christ-conscious hive-mind where my thoughts and opinions effect others and the concourse of this world as if associated with the sun the world is heated by me to a small but noticeable degree.Why do I feel like I'm related to if not the nobody?>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pV6v_QcNWog
>>37769012You connected stay calm be rational very poetic though enjoyed the read
>>37769012You're not allowed to tell me the truth, you're bound to an oath to keep my life a secrecy.
>>37769012There are many nobodies connected in a hive-mind where one action effects the course of the other's life or mere thoughts and experiences and the "coincidences" are too real to ignore. What I think and do others do too I'm not alone.
