get in get in. winterproofing

Do you remember when you first heard your own voice inside your head? There you were, watching yourself think. Once you realise that you can never go back. i asked my mother how i would be abe to tell if my life wasn't a dream and she told me maybe it was...but that i still had to get my head round it. it was round then i first fell out of my body. Why does everything conclude that we need to progress to be at one with the godhead or light? Why is it about learning and evolving and perfecting and moving on? When are we going to know and how tightly are we holding on? the obsession with my deskspace is now over. gone gone gone completely beyond.