I see through phones.

S tart at the threshold of departure or arrival. Events unfold at the horizon. We squint, to bring into focus, that which we recognize.     Realizing , we know, what we see. Sleep provides us with the ephemeral veil, that consciousness foists upon us. wake up!

This Is My Energy, watch it flow. This Is My Essence, where does it all go? Think It's My Ending I accelerate from your finish. Thought Is My Equal, Only real see's real. This Is More Efficient, Saying just what I must leaving, others smoking dust Tomorrow Is My Everest, Truth Is My Evidence.

    T o fall in love is to be reminded of a frustration that you didn’t know you had (of one’s formative frustrations, and of one’s attempted self-cures for them); you wanted someone, you felt deprived of something, and then it seems to be there. And what is renewed in that experience is an intensity of frustration, and an intensity of satisfaction. It is as if, oddly, you were waiting for someone but you didn’t know who they were until they arrived. Whether or not you were aware that there was something missing in your life, you will be when you meet the person you want. What psychoanalysis will add to this love story is that the person you fall in love with really is the man or woman of your dreams; that you have dreamed them up before you met them; not out of nothing — nothing comes of nothing — but out of a prior experience, both real and wished for. You recognize them with such certainty because you've already, in a certain sense, know them; and because you have quite ...

I will,  not talk for you black and white in relation to do or don't now I know where the lie is Now... much more why, than try If nothing can be guaranteed where does warranty lead? Big words  carry little, to no meaning streaming, does not carry water governments win closing schools erasing minds the lie is believing we are smarter I will.

...Walk my mile  I look at your deflection in the water. What do you see,  not what you think,  can you, do you,  will you  show me, what can you tell me.  Know life know music  know Me... My shoes my eyes  my pain  my suprise,  know me.