BluE Scrubs

When one goes through a low- tide- lower- bottom- of- the wheel moments, one shouldn't despair. One is only what one thinks one is.

So one should stop arguing with the Expanded Self, (found in everyone, not sold at any usual supermarket). The one that we all talk to when we're hungry, sad, happy, confused, weary, joyous, and in my case, up to 250,000 times a day.

On a bad day Expanded Self might even qualify the act of butchering someone with a blunt kitchen knife. On a good day, Expanded Self might verify why one should just go up to somebody and give him a long toe curling brain exploding snog. Do it! Do it! Do it!

But we dont', I don't. Because we can choose. I found a new catalyst for warding off the former thoughts,


switch on the CD player, volume full blast, put the bass on,


Hop on to the table,

take your clothes off,

twirl around,

hands in the air,

wriggle your butt and sing with meeeeeee !!!!!!


Do the Muller life Nina Simone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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