psycologicaly connected to you i feel the struggle of one, one not desireing to choose and accept the fate of his own reality the fight between good and the evil of his contradictive conveyience building up inside them and then its over with they have committed to the horriow what able autrocity of deniel; N. They have unbalanced the equalibrieum the holds us together, we now begin too question our own answers' as if they weren't our own but another's"how connected are we?" Are we now one being, my mind and there's now in unisone? So now were at our togetherness we are so close noone could tell the difference in the two? My mind is such a wonderful thing it's a shame that it should go to such a waste in the hands of another. "we are that connected?!" I apolagize for my ill grammar or unneccassary use of punctiation I guess maybe the human anatomy could pick up the slack in the event of its ill fortitude and you might find it in yourself too look for the understanding or definition in my conveyiences. nected too you i feel the struggle of one,