(1) I don't know which is worse, I felt threatened to death, sorry. I really don't mean it. Better keep your distance. This is not the way. You can't seem to win for some reason. I wish it'd be over with. It looks like a sad joke of no point in existence.
(2) I let stream through me feelings of what it's like to be a mom I mean a daughter of a mom born in the earlier 1950s and maybe 1940s, probably. I was fed up with the prejudice that existed that just made things difficult for me. I didn't at all mean any harm and felt sorta tied up. Something that happened was people acted like I could not act like an adult to children because I was mad about the zoo in Florida blocking me on Twitter. I don't think I did the stupid things people said not to do. I mean after and "about" it. No one ever punishes me in real life, and I find all this very suggestive and bratty. Maybe, I should stop there.
(3) I was not born flawed like you think, in the way you think. I don't need brats from the late 1950s telling me I did something stupid all the time when I didn't. You can't just keep coming at me with nothing like that. It just can't be. What about all those other kids hanging over me with older parents?
(4) With the experiment and Ellen .. are you trying to chase me away from ever meeting anyone in the world? or just her? Is she more focused on this than doing the right thing? Don't even bother, I know it's hard to get anyone to do the right thing. It would be something corny where it's insinuated jokes against me. Why would anyone nestle themselves into me and make a thing of insulting me? Is it the only way to have fun in this world, to hurt someone else? I guess a lot or most people are like this. Maybe, I'm in a bubble.
(5) I'm like any Generation X person. I come up being nice only to be told I am shit. Why do you even bother knowing me? 1 reason I don't move out, other than to be with my parents, is so the experiment doesn't do something fatal. How do I know I won't be affected somehow by people in my past life then, anyway? Wouldn't it procure lasting effects?
(6) Oh, and I'm concerned.. I didn't want to hurt anyone. I guess I was feeling sick and shoulda stayed home and slept. I dunno, tho, this long walk had to happen sometime. I walked and jogged with music for about 4 hours and 15 minutes. I was thinking to organ music. I was able to channel feelings through the music, but I was sad and said I wasn't trying to hurt anyone as I clonked through my thoughts of living with kids with parents born in the early 50s or 1940s. I was probably upset about the zoo in Florida blocking me. I told my dad when I got home, cuz I was said maybe what I did did matter. I wasn't out there to hurt anyone, but like these bumps kept coming up. I had to break free from the restraints of DeGeneres thinking in order to feel cool. She doesn't seem responsive of my being late 1950s and early 1960's style. Something seems the matter, hope no one is really feeling that way that they'd be hurt. Why didn't whatever it was go away? It seems like a real entity or like "thing." Like, I had to think like I was popping bumps in order to think of something else cuz it was such an evil force in my life. I was feeling uptight and like this question keeps coming. I dunno if it'd get worse. I think the cars driving by affected me. Maybe, I was talking back, but there was nothing I could do. I thought and was out there to get away from all this so I don't mess up but can enjoy myself and maybe get some exercise. Not even then? Alone with my music, with cars going by to make me feel like I'm getting quick attention? Maybe, I need to be careful when I go by cars.
(7) The people around me are supposed to be the best they can be. Sometimes, they are. I guess today I found that in the cars they are more vicious. But seriously, as I went, I was like no I am not hurtin anyone. Nothing happened. I guess it's my problem and I should solve it. I'm probably in trouble for not controlling my inner thoughts. That doesn't seem to happen to other adults. Do you think that makes it harder on me? To do things that really hurt me each and every day? When I got home I thought of death when I was bugged for being normal in Orlando, but I don't mean these things. I guess something should be done. Why arouse me like that? Do you think that helps? Shouldn't I be learning to counter these things? How does throwing them at me psychically help?
(8) Anyway, my intent is to not tell people with parents born in the 1940s that they aren't worth anything. You saw what happened. We lived differently than Late Boomers. People with older parents seem to bug me and not you, tho, you people with even younger parents and kids with more than what I have in regards to a family with younger parents. People just find some way to pick on me for no reason.
(9) I have bigger problems.