Ribe plizee, no more mideocra

A soft feeling came earlier, now chased away with no right, by a mention on mideocraart but whi am I to say and judge? Only because I don't like others to think of them as biron. I want to see blossoming, greatness of expansion in the fuller sense of the mean. And I want others to see that in them too.

So the soft feelings are now gone, and all i was going to be grateful and happy about has gone floating elsewhere on another dimension a milimetre away from me, but I can't quite palpate it anymore

I can't quite remember...Why I was happy earlier. Ah, possibly bcause I don't blog anymore... Just want to get forgotten so I can be myself again, in the back of the room, dancing around on my head whilst everyone else is busy watching the big bright stage... The whole back of the room for me!