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 The bees.

They are spawned, and with thorns come warrior bees. They evolve without reason, because the plant is confused.

Confused was a bad word to end that sentence with, as confusion is a search prompt.

Straight line brain connections to the lungs are insecure and unknowing at times. Speak from higher in your brain, having connected there from your lower brain.

This is communication in truth, to a fully non-confused and interconnected state of being.

Every glass of milk, piece of flesh, or pollen, becomes us.

We devolve moment to moment. Moment on the hips, yada yada.

We see what we recognise. Or we just accept.

With this layer of understanding you will recognise all that has come to you before and past. Same word? Look to their uses as synonyms.

We hold electric charges deep within us, and although the charge changes and passes through, we are forever connected with directions for the charge.

We are in a strange world. I do not imply much else. People are ready when they are ready.

We evolve as we go.

I know how to use a computer. Looking at my world, inside and outside as a computer gives me a state of understanding.

Overstanding.

I can communicate because I have hijacked my entire state of being. State is the synonym there.

We understand fully what we are, we just don't follow a line of communication where we tell our surrounding states of our state.

We create stories because we don't want to tell as is. We are scared and protective, and artsy.

This is natural. As is my control of my brain functions to connect to yall... We usually just aren't aware of it fully... I am... At times. Connections... Okay.

The human is a changing state based on relations, wanted understanding, and agreed-upon, sometimes artsy explanations.

Welcome to being awake.

Now stream. You know you can. We inhabit this world... Talk to eachother.

I love you all. And I love me. And I'm writing a list. I need to know who loves me. /End of artsy explanation.