backround __me and my 2 other friends have this tree fort in this woods and well we have spent many summers and winters( it has a wood stove pretty awesome!! )in it drawing and playing instruments we just got into making up these odd poems /cool ones but the wierdest things is that they one day we where writing and well when my poem ended thats where chucks started off and where his ended jons started off and where jons ended mine started off there pretty long but my ending was.. know one knew what inner dimnensions where being explored in that place where reason grows thinner and minds expand .......(chucks intro) Into the universal pool of knowledge untapped by many(ending) but who knows if we are all not puppets controled by one master (jons intro) What a horrible fate to have that deadly trait be just like the rest do not adress just repress not be able to express ... ending ... be true to yourself and you will see what no one can possible imagine ... so what do u guys think odd huh??
you all aliens and just hide it from each other.... Might be real, or some lucky moment, try more, if it works then wow ur supernatural.
things like this happen when people are around eachother constantly and know eachother inside and out and its no surprise to me that you three tapped into eachother and finished and started a poen together.
