Mr. bubbles

Once upon a time there was a bubble named mr. Bubbles. Mr bubbles was a conflicted man living among his large city of bottleville. You see, in bottleville he felt like everything was the same dull everything. One day he spontaneously blacked out and awoke to what felt like a dream, A fantasy of a world full color, just like him. All fascinating, ever changing yet ever so fragile. The day he realizes that this dream is too good to be true it would be too late. But it is real is it not? Mr. Bubbles needs to realize that.

P.s.i wrote this baked out of my mind lol. im not advocating weed but...it just lets everything flow so easily.. and im high again because finals are over..yayy. had to navigate through the hood and i swear cars were following me. I noticed several times that some hoodrats tried to do the flich test on me. like if i hear running begind me and i flitch then its game over lol. So i have to be mr tough guy even if it really is a barrel of a gun that im looking back at. haha doing it baked was fun.

So back to the meditation thing...Im not sure if im doing it right but ive gotten to a point where its very noticable to experienced chi users. NOT bad for someone that lost his center. EYY feel like im fighting cancer or something lol my chi trainer sometimes needs a break because my yang can get so powerful lol. Very aggressive chi that puts presure on surrounding people making it hard to breath or concentrate. My awkwardness isnt my awkwardness, when im more balanced like at work everythig goes very smoothly cause im not using yang but then when im out its like vomit disgust fml. Yin has the opposite effect. If my happiness level increases because of you or something funny, you will also get happy, spreading happiness essentially lol it gets happy make others happy lol but its hard to do that on a day to day basis again shrugs. So mr bubbles what now?