Feelings

Most of my thoughts at this point in life are very much well considered. Most.Not all. Well, to begin with, that is the fucking problem. By the way... Listen now. Now I say. I'm telling you. Listen to "Dazed and confuzed" from Led Zeppelin. And watch the movie. Voltando ao assunto.... Fellings just go way down. Feelings go beyond. Feelings are hard, difficult. Who can deal well with feelings? Can you? I do wanna meet you if you can. 'cause I can't. Even though now I do put my racional beliefs ahead every now and then my feelings pop up. And the racional guy comes up and say: 'Shut up! You already gave bad advises way too many...'. The racional bad guy is right though. But it still feels good to fell. I love to feel. The problem with feelings is that they come when they want to, they don't ask permission, and they just invade your life when they fell like it. Well, sorry... I gotta suffer now. I gotta tell you to go away. I will not, believe me, shall not, may not, cannot, listen to you no more. It's time for my thoughts to take over now. Love me or hate me, but hear me. And read me. Sorry.