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AwlMental     

Mental masturbation.

I find myself experiencing an internal isolation, tasty tasty food for the mind.   

      A sublime intoxication.

My thoughts have an orgasmic effect on my reality.  I notice my thoughts, If I think it, it will be.   I consciously turn my negative thought secretions into positive thought.

     Elations.

I focus, and pat all hurdles on the head as a child.   As I pass them by you see.  So then, what does this mean --- for me? 

     What I think, becomes my reality

My thoughts are a powerful force of active energy, in essence I am in control of the happenings in MY life.   all obstacles, all resistance, the seemingly endless strife, all at my command.

     Let me be, to determine myself.

Breaking down all struggle enticers, as their soldiers
purpose themselves, solely to distort my personal, mental and social growth.  Despite the menace of their tormenting knives, My presence of positivity and prosperity flows abundantly.  My infection of morality
weakens their force at is courses their blood stream.

     Why should I let them into my world.    

If their existence be not an ever present mental stimulation.

     Awlmental, Awlmental, Awlmental....

I crave for something forcefully mental.  Male or female...you may grace with beautiful.  But please, be someone of substance.  For I cannot feed off your beauty.  If you fill my tank.  Refresh my air.  And water my trees.  Produce food for my nourishment,  Polish for my wood,   Needle and thread for my wounds.   You will indeed receive keys to my locks, with permission to open all doors.   And a place to lie in my bed.  I'll listen attentively to your voice.  As your thoughts make love to mine.  We'll move at a rhythm and make music with our thoughts.  Intertwine in a passion which only the inner mind can be taught.

     Come now.  Speak to my thoughts.

 

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