Holding pattern. Waiting in the wings. Apartment 119 beckons.

March 26th, 2014, 2pm

Will my new neighbors be cool? Hope so. These second floor apartments transmit noise like drums. My eyrie next to the institution, yes I’m next door mere yards from a mental institution slash rehab. Twelfth House Pad, I wonder what the Feng shui is like coming from that kinda proximity. Bad wind off the tomb of minds. Will have to summon a shieldghost to stand in perpetuity. I have a good relationship with the future so I ain’t worried- Agathe Daimon is my bud!

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Jeremiah Knudson

The future definitely exists. It’s the past that’s getting iffy.

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