a b c d e f g h i am go ing to scream. I scream you scream, we all scream for ice-cream! mmm ice cream. one of the rewards in life at the moment. LOVE ME DAMNIT! green balloon? Oh well, a blue balloon is a maybe, maybe, maybe not. pick my nose, yellow snot. sorry msn convos mmixing up in my head. I feel better now if anyone cares, excuse my last impulse, on-the-spot poem. It is actually quite gloomy.
Friday, November 7
"The products of imagination are most often seen as deformations or distortions of the real - distortions conceived in the service of wish, and created through the sleights of mind as condensation, substitution, negation." Mary Watkins (Invisible Guests, The Development of Imaginal Dialogue, 1986)
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