I am so happy and grateful that I don't have diabetes because that is good luck and I recognise that.
I am thankful for spelling corrections on my phone so when I press the wrong character or just misspell the word, it is corrected.
I am so happy and grateful that my mind is still in tact, life is worthless without a functioning mind, my mind could be one of a kind;
There is a an entire village inside my mind. I actually walk through this village every day. In the village there is a Dyke in the middle with a foot path on top of it.
The the west side of the village has a hall in it, inside the hall there are machines that I one day hope to make. The machines are energy machines and games consoles they change and I try over and over again to modify them.
On the other side of the village on the east side is plants that are made of shiny metal leaves. They are chrome and gold in colour and glisten in a continuous reddish sunshine. The Dyke between the east and west of the village converges onto a village centre that has buildings that are modern and open planed, they are white and have green and yellow stripes on the outside of them and have big open spaces inside. There is are continuous tones and sounds on the main street. Walking though this place is peaceful and feels like it was always here.
The Village is not real to anyone but it is real to me because the signals in my brain that cause it to be there are real. Every thought you have in your mind exists as a state and is said to be real one way or another.
When I die sometime in the future an entire paradise will die with me. I am the only person that has been there. When I ask myself why I created this place the answer is because I can. When you play music you seem not to gain anything from it but you play it anyway because that is the way we are.
