August 10, 2011
Exercise your mind, with thoughts that make you feel bigger.
You complain the clouds are much too ominous.
You are in a trance.
In the clouds.
Watch my movements.
Echo these movements.
With pride, I whisk the clouds away, with one raised hand.
I see so much available to you, if only it were visible from your perspective.
Everyone around you, is tense.
We are all waiting for the same thing.
When you will apply yourself.
You're striving to set your standards lower.
You are lost.
I can hear God's word, vibrating through the mist.
Every-time you slack off.
Ignoring help.
He raises his voice.
The only voice of reasoning.
I am disgusted.
You continuously blow him away.
-Amber Barnes.

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