Abort Post Card | Golden Patient

Applying what my life , so far , has taught me should be funny or something , if you realize what I’m doing , but it’s actually pretty serious. The funny joke is how the results thus far are nonsensical like the game telephone when each person whispers in the next person's ear and by the end , the secret is entirely deranged. How do I get this car out from being stuck in the nonsense mud ? The nonsense mud , where my car is stuck , is not why I bought the car , and no one else ever spoke of mud either. The effort I’ve put into getting unstuck made me come to terms with quicksand. Who , on God’s green earth , made quicksand ? At least I haven’t gotten sucked under this mysterious earth. The risk of buying the car was the gateway to buying more risks. Less is more.

No money , or yen , curry , or boyfriends arriving in Tokyo airport for the accuracy of some other time frame can wake the best of the best up from what already exists for a good reason. I eventually bought a Shintu information book to understand who was ever meant to be in their country for a short 3 weeks or who would probably be there in the first place. They might not be able to say for sure without me asking , I thought. I’d still go back any day , minus the airplane. Paying attention was easier than paying for sushi , but the chefs were all hidden , like a demon should be. Maybe I was the demon myself , but there were a lot of distractions. Thoughts about Japan before , during , and after my trip accurately told a realistic story , but it’s a shame I had lived in America so long already. When it’s time to drink green tea on my tatami mat at night after the hotel workers provided the room , it was not right. A lot of us got angry and needed more of something even though Japan is perfectly fine. A bunch of stuff is just a bunch of stuff , and there’s no need to deny the stuff just because it’s different. Shintu shrines are pretty worthy of stepping up with curiosity but they won’t satisfy much more than some kind of guest book. My imagination had broken at one shrine arrangement that I visited , I realized. The weather stayed hot which suited the other naturally limiting scenarios like : failure to communicate in some creative way instead of learning the Japanese language , effectiveness of adequate drugs for aiding the unhealthy parts of my journey , and plans aside from curriculum. I did enjoy watching their news channel and sumo wrestling on T.V. , various foreign options within drink and snack machines as well as convenient stores , and my traveling companions.

My mind and my body are especially unrelated to each other. I think I could go on doing a lot without my mind stopping me , and my body doesn’t stop my mind either. Now that I have developed the artificial way to react to myself , it’s unlikely that I’ll be able to predict any future other than my own , if I can predict my own future at all. I want to think that the less I know is better for me and there’s nothing stopping me from writing it like that’s true.