I’m stoned as shit.

Which for me gives me clarity.

I was just figuring out the dinner I’m going to make my roommates tomorrow. I have stuff to get in the morning.

Sausage and hamburger meatballs. Shitake mushrooms with shallots in a garlic butter.

Angel hair pasta.

1 jar of garlic Alfredo, and 1 jar of three cheese Alfredo.

Garlic bread, using garlic butter and Paprika.

Salad

And a cheesecake with different chocolate flavors.

I love to cook. I love cooking for others. It makes me feel the love as I put the love into what I make.

For me, tomorrow is a day of love. I’ll be cooking all day long.

Clarity.

When I get stoned I gain clarity as anything I might be repressing or suppressing comes right the fuck out. Giving me a clear head in which to view my life and what I’m doing.

One should pay close attention to one’s life. It’s one’s responsibility to manage oneself and one’s life.

I do.

I will never tell you things I don’t do myself. It’s how I know what shit does.

Zeus takes a break.

What do you think about his judgment of humanity?

I’m actually curious.

It won’t effect my writing. I have a week before I even think about that character again. Thalia takes the stage next week.

She’s the Muse that inspires comedy.

I have no clue what she’ll write. I never know until I’m writing it.

It’s weird. 

I channel my characters, and they tell their story through me.

I like to put that out there on occasion.  For me, I get the credit, however,  I have a ton of assistance from what I can channel. To not give credit would be disrespectful.

I like to be respectful.  Worthy of respect. 

They’re satisfied.  So am I.

It’s  never sat right with me about getting credit for writing the stories of others. They write the stories through me, using my ability as a medium.

Peace Lords, actual people, one was my apprentice at the time.

I hope she’s doing exceptionally well.

I get why we don’t speak.

And if she ever wants to speak to me again, it could never be too soon.

I fell in love with her.

She was the opposite of everything I look for in a woman. She did not feel the same way, however, she dated a dude who reminded her of me.

That hurt.

I may have acted out.

I’ve made my apologies. 

When one falls in love, good judgment flies right the fuck out the window. 

I know, I’ve been in love with many. I fall in love easily when I look into a woman’s eyes.

It’s not easy to pull myself back. I’ve had a ton of practice over the last ten years.

Celibacy.

I’m Hungarian,  I’m passionate. I’ve had to kill my passion for the sake of giving love to everyone.

It’s a reiki thing I do.

And I just heard about a new Labrynth with Tom hidleston. 

I’ll save you my views.

Instead, I bid you good night, and may it be blessed, and may you be excellent on purpose