Queen, if you don’t like this band, it’s says everything wrong about you.

We, it’s a we that gets things done.

From everything we do we count on others.

I want to write right now. I needed the dudes who made my phone, the dudes and broads that run the electricity, the dudes and broads that run the communication shit for wifi, the dudes and broads…you get the point.

I needed everyone to do their part so I could write right now.

Never think about me.

Think about the we.

A new mantra I’m creating for myself in this moment.

I watched a couple YouTube clips I made several years ago, before my stroke.

I was impressed by the dude in the video. I can’t explain what it’s like to lose the ability to speak and then see yourself when you could speak.

I’ve been getting better daily, but I’m nowhere near 100%, maybe 75% or less.

It’s been 5 years.

Now I’m living the dream.

The place, the job, all I need now is an actual fucking bed. Still sleeping on a cot. It’s a comfy cot, but it’s not a bed.

If I’m honest with myself I’m missing a woman.

A woman that can put me in my place. A woman that can learn from me as she teaches me. A Conduit, meaning I channel her guidance to her through my mouth.

A woman that understands that and wants to learn.

I’m looking for my mirror reflection in the female form.

Wise as shit and no one cares, can get people to fuck off by telling them the truth, and stuff.

It’s takes a we for me to meet her.

That will be a glorious day for the we we become and the we will rock you.

If you understood that last sentence, I might be looking for you.