The Consistency of Inconsistency, Blog

What do I want to talk about?

I unconsciously know the answer, but subconsciously I refuse to endow my consciousness to act upon the answer.

Like I am in the dark in a room full of light. Perhaps there is a paper bag over my head, but do I want to take it off?

When I find the light, I put it out. Why?

That’s a good question. Perhaps the negative influence, the consistency of inconsistency surrounding me due to a restrained, quarantined atmosphere.

However, there is a release, the unclenching of an unaddressed emergency break. How is it done? Well, I will tell you when my subconsciousness let’s go.

In Love & Sincerity,

j.r. LaVerde

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