Did I really make a deal with the devil? Have I lost my soul in exchange for satanic powers? Was in fact my life made much better from what I pulled off? Were the sacrifices worth it? All the sex I missed but having real skills or a positive track record.

Did I under estimate the doctor? The doctor kept telling me a story about using the phone light at night. What I was saying was could I have been possessed? Did I do necromancy?

So a story was maybe me and the professor became friends. I heard his wisdom or deals. In the background there were women but I thought I was never ready or I didn't want to end up like my uncle. At the time I was studying Bob Dylan.

So where am I now? Studying some Bill Wyman? So am I at a more powerful spot now? Did I get rewarded for the quest I set off upon?

Is this culminating with a blowjob for the doctor? Everything people tried ruining at every stop of the way friends the music industry the different organizations the government the school system and so on. Is the witchcraft and voodoo and what not real?



Comments

Popular posts from this blog

I sold out for a paycheck. Now I can't break rules like smoking weed anymore. Thus things can be bland at times. So from here what is there? Days with my parents and dog. The pool shopping overnighting. Hello benefits and improvements.

Can someone help with an answer to this scenario? Is this feasible? Should I invest my energy in something else instead? Was instead I meant to have a guitar legacy? Was I tricked and niave? It seems like countless others get away with this and do it the wrong way.

Was I a fool to not try to have more sex overseas? Is sex just not plain possible with married parents see the priest extorting us. Am I perpetually alone was that what I wanted? Being confused about what to do having my projects shut down as of now.