If The One God Asked Me

If The One God Himself, were to come to me and to take me aside and ask, "My Son, why is this secret so deep you keep it fragily locked and tucked away within your very Soul? Why is it Kindred One, you sometimes forget to breathe and Talk To Me? What is it about this secret so important you place this atop and above your own well state of mind?"...

...I think about my own state of health and this period in My Path. Too many positives going on to displace the energy of negativity. The force of bleak and utter gloom is combat. Seen. I know how to express what these tings smell like. Yes. Yes, and the feeling on my skin too or the extra pump in my pulse that permit me to express in sublime expression what the fuck it feels like to be in the Gloom. Abused. I am able to explain how and what it feels like to have worms and spiders scatter about between my scalp and skull. Dem fecking pains in my skull! So crazy, so sick.

I saw He-Who-Touched-My-Brain today. My doctor and I have agreed to take this one step further and out of the box by taking this to another Neurologist. I am being provided an expedited talk with her face to my face. The eyes know. I know. Yes, I will take this Meniere's/Migraine's combo to the next level. I am compelled too, as it is necessary in my focus on a better state of health 'and' mind. Seen.

This is no in way a slight against my present day Neurologist, I respect She and am inclined to agree with she on some aspects of the crossing of Meniere's and Migraines. Though, there's just too damned many symptom's that do inter-mingle and are like a piece of one fabric...

...all sewn and neat sweet like a plaid pocket on a Cowboy shirt. Just like that too.

No, don't feel peculiar, I have criss-crossed subjects that almost seem to be running parallel.

One of these days, dat bald head catch me on da wrung side of da bed. Den, mnaybe we talk. I dun't like be talked at like dat. Him, disrespect meh boundaries - disrespect meh Manhood. One dey, tings turn out different cha'know? God? I tell Jah, I am tired and weary. One God! Yes!