I see things sometimes. Not like weirdness and so on. Not dead people either. I suppose it's out of searching rather than stumbling upon, but it's these patterns. Call it self-fulfilling prophecy if you must, but there are patterns to life. Amongst strangers. As well as I.
But it's about finding out how to use this knowledge of the patterns to my benefit. Knowing how a situation will turn out doesn't help me much until I go through it and then can say, you know what, I was right. good job, dude.
Yet that's not how it happens. So there goes that major pattern. To be fair, I don't bend the strings enough. If I did with ultimate ferocity, then maybe.
I miss the voices that I don't really know. I wish that I did know them rather than thinking I do.
Till up comes down.
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