Kin and Folks,
I can't say anything more or other than the truth about the following...
...so then let this be written.
I'm a freak...
Woke up from a +24 hour shut down just a while ago. Slept so hard it affected my hearing.
My Right Hard of Hearing one is still shut off. It's freakin' slaying me. What a freak!
The Freak Sleep has also affected my innards. Digestion, coordination and the etc, etc., etc's.
I am a freak with an antenna sticking out my skull just shy an inch or so.
There is a Niece who says I have a satellite disc behind my ear. Asks if I pick up the HBO?
My mother-In-Law, says I have a Sink Hole back there. My father-in-law asks if it can be filled.
You know you're a freak if your maw-In-law and paw-in-law says that to ya.
This is the left side of my head that is. The freaky side. With brilliant scar's.
I dislike pain. Alot. Yet, there are certain pains I like. I like alot. And enjoy. No examples. Please?
I try my best to control stuff. I don't often succeed. Can't control life stuff too much, ya know.
The hearing on the right ear is not freaking good. Actually, quite poor. Time to call Doctor. I did.
There's a helicopter chopping overhead. But, I know there isn't. Qualifying factor in being a freak.
A perfectionist continues to dwell within. Directed at self. Am an Inwardly directed perfectionist. Seen.
I am a freak about Levi 501 button fly jeans. I don't know why. Denims. Daisy Dukes. What?
Am freaking learning to love myself. Finally. Am a freak about parts and pieces of my body.
There are times when I freak out over the way some Folks freak out over me.
I think I'm becoming a better freak at this whole freaked-out-implant-this-freaked-out-dude-has.
I am a freak, I know this, because I like to see myself naked in the mirror.
Enjoy seeing this freaked out dude in white cotton shirt and 501's. Is this freaky? Yes. I like.
I am a freak behind closed doors. As if an alter freak emerges. A Super Freak.
One of them, "freaky freaks". The kind you so do take home to Mama.
I know this. By word of mouth I have heard this freaking shit. So, I know this. I am.
I'm a freak because I am able to pick up the craft on Mars sending back messages to NASA.
When my Mixed-Blooded-Mess, gets to fighting between one and the other - I let The Freak out.
Mr. Freak here assists in keeping things as calm and peaceful as possible. A Libra Freak...
...keeping nice with the blacks, whites, reds and browns within this DNA. Multi-Freak's?
Yes, I am living proof! Multi-Freaks do exist! A New Diagnoses, indeed! Multi-Freak.
The freak's in my Spirits are happy freaks. We have learned that we are all freaks.
Some freaks carry this easier than other freaks. I'm one not afraid that I'm a freak...
...this kind of freak here does not require masks or more than one face in this life. My Path.
It's the freak in me that invited Mr. and Mrs. Meniere's to move in. What the freak else to do?
It's the freak in me who has survived much in life.
I am the freak who will continue to live, thrive and succeed with life. No matter what the freak.
At whatever the freak I wish to do in life.
Then, as it was written, then it shall be done!
I Am A Freak!
p.s. I freaking enjoy the freak out of it too!
Oh Yeah! If you dislike freaks or consider yourself freak free. To bad for you! Freak Off then!
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