A Black Cat Moment

Dear Schizo Soulmate, You, yes, you…the one I haven’t yet met. I’m talking to you. Have you run out of fantasies to entertain yourself? What’s the matter? Still need my fire to create your selfish thought patterns? Well, I’m not here, and I’m not there. Unless you’re looking for claw marks, don’t come to meContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”

A Black Cat Moment

Do you know what I did? The rat race king selected two of his best mice minions to fight me. Those mice thought they would feast upon my sleek, shiny coat for they had envisioned my dead body a ceremonial public banquet to be placed upon and served on their dirty refectory table. Bad move,Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”