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Wild Thing...Diary Entry#2


I am currently back for the second time in this forest...(online)




Real Deer Mask, Wistling Antlers, Butterfly Pelt..

Real Deer Mask, Wistling Antlers, Butterfly Pelt..







....These creatures don't seem to understand that I don't want their attention. A fawn came close to me. I panicked and ran as far from it as I could. It kept on following...Those little creatures never cease to amaze of how much energy they have. I got tired, of course after running all over the forest.
It finally gave up and went to play with the others. Mine head hurts....too many deer, too much noise. What is this? I do not enjoy my second visit in this place. The female creatures seem nicer then the male ones... I wonder if I'll ever get anywhere to the meaning close by any of these things...."




Wild Things.... can never be tamed. I am still working on this character of mine...no, in fact i dont consider it a character. I consider Wild Thing my "mind" if you will. Im still trying to figure out how to get it close to the others: I want to get it close to others and try to communicate but it seems all we ever do is observe.... That is all I can really say about Wild Thing for now.

Testing....ignore


Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me?



Hello...



Invisible



On the top of the universe...


Its here


Underneath my skin



Nothing to care for..

In the blink of an eye I disappear




Shadows are all I dream of.



Locked inside a cage..

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