I ask my brain?
The powers that be will somehow flood my mind with thoughts of my childhood years.
From my birth to age six is somehow missing, departed, gone.
"Tell me about me?"
Give me some insight, sight to look into this brain, give my life memory.
Let me finish my life, complete, let me solve my mothers mystery?
"Tell me about me?"
Tell me there is more, tell me that women have loved me, let me know that I have lived.
"Tell me about me?"
Let the great Charlie Chan look into the closet and see me.
"Is that you Mister Chan?"
Let him tell me that my mother left her history in chapter nine.
"Tell me about me?"
Mind, function properly, look deep and bring memory to the forefront.
"Tell me about me?"
Give me enough knowledge to place what you have in memory on paper.
Brain, tell me what you see?
Let me remember all that this mind, eyes have seen? Let me place what I see on paper.
Thank you brain.
"Tell me about me?"
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Why am I seeing peaceful places?
I read about violence. Do other people know that there are peaceful places?
Why does violence dwell in that ones mind? Walk away from the violence. Place the mind in a peaceful setting.
Sit on your hands and wait. Wait for what? Peace, wait for peace. How long will it take? Forever, wait for the peace.
Walk away from the violence. I may die if I wait? Yes you may die. Wait for the peace.
They will run over my body and family?
Move to the mountains and wait for the peace. Why should I run away from violence?
Should I stand and confront the violence? Yes, sit on your hands and wait for peace.
This is getting confusing the more I dig the deeper I get.
Why am I seeing peaceful places? Place the mind in a peaceful setting.

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