cooperation and survival…

Published October 5th, 2019 in 2019 | 1 Comment ยป

Man that migraine yesterday got me thinking about my own paths of thought and getting control again of those directions and reflections. I've realized my brain has had the three strokes, and those were just the ones I know about--obviously there might be other tiny spots of black sprinkled in there. I almost convinced myself I could think myself out of a cerebral hemorrhage if I had to do it. I figure each one might correspond with a time forgotten or memory sacrificed to time, but I think this is all one of the after affects of the gene issue. Clearly if I don't have the infrastructure to support clear thought and clean pathways to remember it all, then I am not going to remember much but some superficial highlights of memories, some might be real, some parts maybe dreamt. The biggest aspects and affects I can remember, but even faces and names at this point are a blur. So many friends, so many faces, jobs and experiences in this life. So many of these outcomes from my own desire not to sit around doing the same shit day in and day out. So many times I made ...

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