Its ok to think about fantasy relationship stuff it might make you feel happy to just think of anything that would make you happy and with someone, 

Me talking to a hypothetical single female teacher who once taught me as a student in her class that I am attempting to get to talk to me because we could both teach the same class and go out together and maybe be something that would have been so taboo ingrained within her that I would have to convince them that outwardly we are always a teacher and always a student and could work in the same building and anytime that I would sub for her then later she would be able to sub for me once I got back. 

Something happy, 

imagine something happy, 

think of something else like that, 

something that would be happy and mean something, 

don’t let anything be directed at anyone specific being creepy the way that would be, 

I would actually be interested in pursuing something… something like that, 

I’ve never been together my whole life,

dated but never often or more than ok like 4 times and they weren’t with me after, barely a walk around campus,

too different all the time, something happy, its been over ten years since I graduated high school, 

not many people actually show back up there after and teach as a substitute, almost every room, I might have, 

teach in every room, 

I was making things to remember, 

Would our ideological spiritual students be weird half-inbred spiritual students because of the mixing of students and teachers throughout both our lives and combined in a way unlike any other that is actually considered legal and honored if decided to be followed, somehow with defect because of the connection formed or 

Would they be like super spiritual students of purebred education spiritual genetics,

would I eventually have your spiritual student counterpart in class too eventually then!?, 

Like a part of me caught between time sitting there in class with recognizable features as a part of a new student who has handwriting like them but takes notes in the form of her old notebooks stored back home as I feel as though I’m with her, reading her words written as a student being evaluated with the posture and attitude of a teacher expressing themselves outwardly out as soon as they are establishing a teaching mindset again, 

she has the same handwriting cool! , Almost exactly the same as her edits made on my assignment stored in my parents attic and found once again, , 

I think of them as I see them in others, classes, groups, 

the powers that be with the school district could be selectively breeding ideological spiritual students to be ‘educationally spiritually ideological pure-breds that will be better than ever before,

only Dallas Students and Dallas Teachers raised and bred by matchmaking programs,

the originals were in like every core class group in the district,

somehow this site is safer, 

a feeling,

 serious question, 

what would be more considered unethical, 

the young male employee seeking out female co-workers who are single by looking them up trying to find out if they are single or not, 

or a female teacher seeking out a male student who graduated over ten years ago because they are young and male and single, 

and somehow, 

they’re quiet today,

probably still a year before I’d return to a classroom,

 having a super messed up PTSD influenced spiritual ideological class get incorporated into everybody else’s probably wouldn’t be a good thing,

They get homework solving problems relating to the appropriate stride for me to take as I ran across the yard while it seemed like reality changed around me to a different place or like a shift in time that my brain different perceive correctly, 

their English class work would have sections of stories that had selected conversations between characters highlighted that were of the same topic of the few conversations that replayed within my mind like hearing a recording for months,

if situation echos were played out by students I would probably be upset, 

they stand in the same position around the table that they were stood around when I ran inside and they say the same things before it was like they repeated the same order of words and responses like they reset once,

workers at a store I went to did it once,

I wanted to ask them if they felt like they were possessed because they stood in places like characters going to stage marks and said the things they said and they didn’t relate or make sense to the conversations taking place and then immediately walked away from each other they they were no longer forced to stand where they were,

I was alone when I walked into the store so I couldn’t tell if they were joking and doing something to mess with me or if I was actually having an episode and was crazy, 

my brain and spirit attempting to solve problems and interact with things outside of linear space in time as those things didn’t matter any more for a while,

impossible things happened that I just leave go as miracles happened for me too like I was being aided by a force protecting me in the following weeks and months as my concept of what linear time and space, as reality as experienced as one dimension physical and not two dimensions, Physical and Spiritual was then understood and almost always seen as two, Physical and Spiritual,

my understanding of things like that I used in my writing and things I read in comic books allowed me to actually navigate and understand receiving spiritual dimension of reality, 

information is stored, sent and entities travel through it and information that would have been impossible for me to be given was given to me, 

people without faith will likely lose a part of their consciousness as it would operate on almost a loop absent the understanding of the other,

 its like they get stuck in a single thought process that isn’t ever finished before the preception of time is infinitely expanded upon, 

I had things physically happen with me that were of Angles  or Christ because they were not like the things I’d feel and be afraid of before bed as a child,  

worked though everything, 

that day I trimmed around 12 hours in almost 100 degree heat before I had to go deal with things that are still happening over years and a life-time,

why would rabbits eat their bunnies? we just wanted to keep the two under our dresser and desk, 

spiritual power fueled by purity of emotion, 

they are like Shinto, 

They fight alongside angles, 

like Shinto and Saints, 

parts of our souls every time we played that grew,

Why do you keep those?, 

our minds like needle to record,

something else unique existing of a spiritual nature, 

existing in more than one place, 

one world, 

one universe, 

pieces of our souls that grew and became their own,

pieces of our souls that grew and became their own,

why do you like playing with those and those shows?,

why do you like playing with those and those shows?,

because they are the ones who protect the weak and fight against evil,

because they are the ones who protect the weak and fight against evil,

we told stories, because without narrative no one would have told us that we should or how,

we told stories, because without narrative no one would have told us that we should or how,

And because I’m ordained, 

and because I’m ordained, 

Universal life church, spiritual draw from rituals of every established religious institution,

Universal life church, spiritual draw from rituals of every established religious institution,

procedures and protocols, 

procedures and protocols, 

Rituals, 

Rituals,

defined terms, calendar, and detailed order for groups from how to conduct yourself to what designation you are sitting,

defined terms, calendar, and detailed order for groups from how to conduct yourself to what designation you are sitting,

place of gather,

place of gather,

HQ,

the bell rings before and after,

time and space folds infinitely upon itself and is infinity dissected by perception,

you they are thought, articulated, heard and brought into a part of reality with echoing vibration before they are made as marks on a medium, between here and there,,

they are seen and read projected with meaning to place our perceptions create and experience with area of greater than the expanded reflection of what it is contained by and worthing made nothing, 

rooms building rooms buildings rooms buildings what house is controlling each from this to next,

there is one line,

it never stops,

our perception organizes folds and evaluations the topographics of map,

buildings rooms buildings rooms,

each one theirs,

those are pieces of their soul they know,

part of each mixed with others from being teached,

every new one they’re there again within each yet recognizable as they’ve always been something different than just articulated as souls,

we told stories because without narrative we never would have been told that we should or how,

refining practice,

Fine,

I’m fine,

from somewhere deep within my mind,

Focus,

I told them they could just say focus, 

focus is what I named it,

as within without, I clean and sharpen it, 

i can cut the hair on my hand without pressure, 

getting better,

Focus,

One-Atom,

our practice, 

someone has their hand raised, 

some has a question,

otherwise no one would have told us we should or how,

like this,