— Goal Year 2022–

Saturday, May 14 2022

Glad the weekend is here.. Little Greek organization people singing inside ole spirituals, “the all wanna EL ….” …like marching to battle… play these few people… who can.. then add a b in front so they liberty.. but cant tell if they want a dwell

im dehydrated…let us all drink water in merriment…

— Goal Year 2022–

May 12, 2022

do me a favor… and dont walk around clothless in front of your digital devices…

sometimes.. digital negus..

so much somebody treated me bad for someone elses digital email…

All i wanted today was music without human words.. all instrumentals… no human words or voices …human expression frustrated me…

can we create a culture of musical instrumentals…jazz, classical…

it was as if i understood every artists expression as interpreted… so much I wanted to say “shut up all”

swagg forever… stop wishing anything.. so tired of hearing that word .. wish…

— The Goal Year 2022–

Wednesday, May 11, 2022

“I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the sweet Earth’s flowing breast

A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair
Upon whose bosom snow has lain
Who intimately lives with rain

Poems are made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree
But only God can make a tree”

well … made me think bout Al… I use to appreciate how the essence of him would come and look out for me.. while alone.. respected.. but that was my reminisce…

ANywho.. Did the dang thang in the gym.. Got those speghetti arms…

Wacky Waving Inflatable Arm Flailing Tubemen.. feeling arms…

I gotta recondition my *best* knee… the league injured, need surgery knee….. so I can jump rope again.

i miss yal too…

again..

i guess its cute.. to act like how somebody feel foreal. *shrugs*

i do miss… transformers and friends too.. like bumblee, asking me “whats a meeve” or the revving of cars in horizon…

and every time i look in the mirror, im never mad at my reflection.

but when theres two many ways play .. somebody always chooses a way that makes one wonder”who am I” ….

and if you dont know… the world sho aint gone know..

preciate ya voice.. wish i could see ya face.

interactive dream last night was about all them billionaire flights outta space.. with a mamba grant there laughing at the people when a lift didnt go as planned..

i got funny stories.. that are prolly restructered.. because somebody likes to resell experience(lacroixit).. but are worth soo soo much..

i think those are the happiest lyrics he has though..

finna change blog title to -.CHarmy Carmes Blog of THoughts.or something better.

— The Goal Year 2022–

Tuesday, May 10, 2022

background…Actor lingo be sounding nasty… they was saying he only wanted a bump.. i didnt wanna post..

and tomorrow tell on the one whose energy drink end in g…that looks like this

honestly … around the people daily that be experiencing old life situation in new current time… while we try not to be annoying to each other. … brief moments in rarered land..

so many mommies. but anywayz

i was trying to relax too..

now that im not feeling pain …

and not catchin nude broad way…

calm…

i hadnt known about a PJW bank.. but i got PNC .. lol

go screen shot his broadway stuff when yal need some Sunshine.

— The Goal Year 2022–

Monday, May 9, 2022

now that the sky isnt creamy .. so hard to watch honest stuff like that … my whole environment changes offthe small situations.. I still can not watch the lion movie.. im grateful though

fine like red wine… visuals worth a thousand and more minutes in time

alph, they wonder what was missing, Arrah we about keep that private or no, put that at the beginning

rare’d lozenges, anti choke suppressant .. never worried about a nosey nasal decongestant

Also,…

Do you remember that Simple Account? That was a career in itself.. so many stories… and travel, and gas station energy restructures.. jus swipe and go and never return, he would recolor the whole area…

so many stories… about random things…

since down memory lane… and since skyman called me bich….. after working in the freezer/fridge with all refridgerware dog women… its nothing spectacular.. we would jus look at each and change who we thought.. daily… and also sharing…

if you was pregnant, we was all pregnant and throwing up.

but anywho.. nothing like good expressions of thoughts..

my last random thought.. so you know the area is one of the top banking areas in the country.. we got this one bank.. Uwharrie.. so somebody always talking bout… you worring… or worrying u…

ok.. thats enough attention for today.

enjoy

— The Goal Year 2022–

Sunday, May 8, 2022

idk… supposedly that isnt the place for my real thoughts told by venom/cookiemonster

“the fuckening” the point where you thought you were for yourself.. and that happens, and makes you rearrange and change things…

*grabs bags of kamut puff, throws them in the sky, and grabs big spoon to eat coconut milky cloud atmosphere, while whatever fake story stops*