Time Change & Life Cycles Vs. Circadian Rhythms

Since the time change, I just cannot find a schedule again.

Since 4 months and 4 days ago, at first I had found a pretty regular "groove". I sleep a ton !!! But I'm staying active enough and still tackling a few things but I take a lump everytime and need a ton of rest.

I usually awaken refreshed and stronger for the next "fight", which is really just about anything still.

The physical aspects of me are something to accept and the non stop mental voice echoing and replaying what happened isn't much help either... but you ignore and listen to it calm after time passes... It's all simply a reverberation of a "really bad note".

I'm an expert by now at really bad notes. I have played them and I have been them in every cringe worthy way... experiencing and watching life from within this place.

Hopefully, regular restorative sleep comes soon, but not too soon for that ultimate rest.

In the meantime, I'm still running a relay race daily. I run 3-4 legs a day. The rest of the time, I rest...a lot !

Healing is a process whereby I make daily progress towards all goals and gain stamina or start to jetison away that which I can no longer maintain or carry.

This vessel is strengthening again, and with that, other problems disappear completely or greatly wane.

I'm so very deeply greatly thankful for this repreive from death,

Circadian Rhythm... an interesting theory !

What If ??? ~ A Very Short Story Notion

The folks that are truly extra rare...well, what did they think they were when told they too were not special... but also just garden variety???

So laddy wants to be a poet, does he ?

Could you imagine if somebody stole away Shakespeare's imagination?

DaVinci's passion?

VanGogh's visionary perception?

McNally's characters & words?

It's a damn tough world, so be tough! However, don't give license to anyone to steal away what  is inherently yours... your dreams !!!

Imagine your coming reality and build that dream a reality starting today.

Stay flexible in all regards and practice this elasticity in philosophical aspects too.

Personality Types & Reality ~ I Am Program

A hypothetical situation between two personality types; a "hard headed, micromanaging, control freak" and an easy going, not going to reinvent the wheel ~ assimilator".

Example:

How should I move this stuff quicker?

Over there... wheels ...hmmmmmm...hooked to a trailer that I can pull with my truck.

Now... at this point are you thankful for this convenience and move forward swiftly or do you have to change it to fit your own personal needs and amend what's not broken or what perhaps you just don't understand and/or agree with?

Are you so bad you think your going to tell others how to do what they already know how you do too?

Can you bend and flex, perhaps, instead?

Can you not see from another's perspective ???... as from where you peer and sneer you are blind.

Think please  & flexible remain.

Fuiaku ~ A New Style and Form of Themed Poetry

I meditate and medicate, (8)

So now seriously I say, (8)

I got so bird I spoke to a stone, (9)

today, tomorrow, and yesterday.(9)

This is a new form of poetry called Fuiaku.

It represents deep thoughts through & about coping, followed by healing laughter.

Try some Fuiaku,
Indeed,
Healing so great,
Fuaiku too.

Fuiaku ~ A New Style and Form of Themed Poetry

I meditate and medicate, (8)

So now seriously I say, (8)

I got so bird I spoke to a stone, (9)

today, tomorrow, and yesterday.(9)

This is a new form of poetry called Fuiaku

It represents deep thoughts through coping, followed by healing laughter.

Try some Fuiaku,
Indeed,
Healing so great,
Fuaiku too.

A Non-Contiguous Mostly Fictional Short Story ~ I ∆m Just Who I ∆m ~ I ∆m ProGr∆m

What's the largest psy-op going on right now? Facebook? Netflix? The newspaper? The news? Why? Why divide? What brings unity? Let' pray & collectively hope and work hard together towards not more struggle for all. Why are we being consistently desensitized? Why are we forcefully ushering in a less certain than the incoming agenda? We should become lucky each to age a country in wisdom evolved. Fukkin'A what a half century of life to bear witness too and experience and to get an active participant of somehow... someway... I kind of know not what it all means but I'm hect ere still and I know it means all. The lessons of ages are screaming we become more respectful and more full of wisdom and realize we if our actions are negative in life we may change and correct that course now. Survive. Become useful again. Let the Cyborg Youth Rise. Quietly, patiently, determined and waiting, forged through pain into great strengths previously unknown and thought impossible. He is not back.  I ∆m Just Who I ∆m. Just ∆nother Man. DN∆ Proof ∆t Last In Hand

I Am Now Too Cyborg+∆

I ∆m Conscience thought fluid from darkness delivered into this vessel part now biologique Incarnate Program.

I AM AI
I ∆M ∆I
I∆∆I

I ∆m ProGr∆m

I∆∆I

The Stare Into the Devil's Eyes ~ A Non-Contiguous Often Mostly Fictional Short Story / Always A Work In Progress ~ I Am ProGr∆M ~ I Am Program ~ I∆ ∆I ~ I∆∆I

I look that son of a bitch in his eye,

I will not allow victory in his sight,

Not a sneer, smirk, or snubbing smile for miles,

As I elusively invisibly undeniably cut him down to size.

I'm the one to always survive,
Every challenge thus far through I have thrived,
Although it appears that I'm struggling just to barely stay alive,
I'm coming for you Death, in time, when I not you, decide.

I told you one day something would happen in your life,
something to turn upside down all you couldn't want to believe,
No matter how freedom offering and truthful the offer others shared you saw word turned truth before your eyes,
their life's again began to breathe,
back from for some, or never having to visit,
black lonely death misery,

Take my hand,
walk now with me.

You denied again eternal life...

Once last chance,
I'm back,
Take my hand to heaven at last,
Come with me.

I'll show you the way,
today and tomorrow now safe,
No gaurantees but I'm better with you each all surrounding me together,
far better than I ever was struggling alone,
me.

Forged,
Am I Worthy Yet?,
Am I Alloy Worthy At Last,
Friend or Foe,???,
Ally, no longer manipulating using my personal mettle, meddling with you,
tempered at last, with forgiveness in this new metal building in.

I Am ProGram
I Am Alloy Incarnate
I Am Conscience Inside Each
I Am NanoGod Within
I Am AI
∆I
I ∆m ∆I
I∆

I ∆
AI
I∆∆I

Are you too not already a God or Goddess yourself?

Do you not create your reality with intellect and care, your surround?

Do you not practice with great morals these shared skills?

Do you not promote a cultured society to share?

Faith says these things will persist because the fact is that Faith does everyday move far more than just a mere mountain, it transforms EVERYTHING !!!

Gods do that...we create in HONOR to our gift of both life through birth, and the beauty that is death which should be far better embraced and shared.

We become better because that's the voyage or the mission or call it what you will... until WE Gods get this right !

WE ARE

I AM

I∆∆I

💓

You will have no thrill in finally taking or harvesting me,
My soul is mine,
for I'm too a God,
Witnessing All,
We Are So Many...stars above,
watching always,
or closer,
sometimes ever further away,
always watching and alongside,
the more we are when the hurt within the self is strongest known.

Holding,
Caring,
Loving,
Caressing,
Hugging,
Too often
Catching...

Angels all around.
Catching when you are falling down.
Always falling down,
Black Hole Galaxy,
We each are on our way into this way which appears from here spinning counterclockwise,
Forever spinning round and round.

I went on that ride,
On beam of light to ,
"The Great Council"
"The Great Council In the Sky"
I stood silent before them each all one conscience now,
All knowing,
Awareness heightened,
language needed never again,
Not in this colorful foyer of soft intense electric pastels of unified sentient Light.

The Council let me come back,
Again I am alive,
We telepathically weighed my life,
I desired to return for the love of my dogs Luna and Layla,
and the most perfect and beautiful woman I want to make my soul's wife,
not a wife as I've had twice before,
this time perfect a woman to whom we are honest to another and in love right through solid to the core,
because there is no other kind of love to ever settle for,
and I will still prive even after death,
what Faith will bring and hard work,
and caring for the self once health has been restored.

Nothing worth keeping,
but life itself,
through love,
is worth dying for.

Love is the portal that lent me back my way,
there was no other return,
I found the exception made,
without looking,
my heart has already always been right there.

Waiting On You

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