All ten regions for splitting my brain, Wiiim n WiCOW... Wisconsin,Iowa,Indian,Illinois,Missouri; Washington,Idaho,Colorado,Oregon,Wyoming, U.S. Outlying Islands
I draw art with my will to love a human form. While I be schooled and trained in it's academic will for precision to graph a form...my soul collects for its nuance a firmer belief that the form is the compound will of the brains output for chortle.
I was dubbed "RAIN" in my hs and college stage experiences at the theatre level for expressings... so when I met up with a volley ball called "wilson" I was not entirely prepared that the result was a need to declare that a combination for these hath a soulfleur'd intent.
What my sister's roomates boyfriend told me once at universal diathemrical
We all hesitate to perspective what wants to be said for a fear never to wand the perfect way for saying it's will not to have to explain ourselves for more perfection...but in thinking that, we don't allow the nuance of flikkerance to hold itself aloft, and entice what we MIGHTn't not know for ourselves that would ditch some older notion, and perpetuwellate an altogether more glorious one for NOT having the perfect 'SAID' but then never having to rebuke the other for not knowing you weren't sure either...So no level of trust needn't be disturbed or perceived broken...We just have to be more allowing for another's perspective to remain needing for unpredictability... and never consider it as/for and instabilitizing will'd gnampth.