Get your hooves up

I’m fell out on street on foot with cigarettes
And I’m hardly live
And mine crossbuts are very hard
And suddenly
In the empty street stand a old blondy women with a sport view
And I go pass of she
She say “Get your hooves up!”
What?
and she shook her head indignantly.
I swear these are the handhabits of a sports coach.
I duno how she don’t go me in a runing yet there in point.
I think next could be so lets go! Temp! hundred a situp now!
I just politely ask if she had gone crazy.

But It funny go pass a absolytly stranger persone
But each a sportcouch can’t see relaxing to how someone don’t up its foot
And draged boot at asphalt.
She say a hooves.
Oh.
It’s I think she have a reflect comment from the heart full.
It seam perhaps I look no wery well from a outside.
Don’t go out of home you can be meet with a stranger angry sport coach in you way.

I know the prof skew of a teachers.
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my great aunt is a music teacher and she yells at everyone everywhere. i think it's hard for her to hear people speak with a fuzzy rhythm and out of tune. don't dare sing in front of her. she may hit you without warning with a pointer.

Has the world turned anywhere yet? No?
I knew it. The turn went into an uncontrollable skid.
I was walking and I thought space was shrinking around me.
“It's a short walk to china” is no longer me.
First space shrank to a continent, then to a city, then to a street, then to a room, then to a bed. even tighter, you can't move anymore. it can shrink to someone's uterus while you sleep and then maybe you will be born again?

The desire to expand one's space is a struggle with one's personal death. An unconscious struggle. Hello, Mr. Sartre.
Divers know all about environmental pressure.
 Dying is a contraction of space. It must have been realized a hundred million times before. Space collapses around a person, shrinking, although it has no such physical property.
Density and tightness is physics. It's right there:

Get your hooves up! - a strange woman said loudly to me.
I guess while I was walking and thinking, I shrank almost to a point.
It's probably not appropriate to be seen in the street.
Kungfu to help the question of immortality is whether you can expand again.
It's a scattering technique, forget the divers.
And I don't know it.
Take the crazy woman coach's command as a sign.
That she's a sports coach is an assumption.
No, it is. You're a faker. You're strong enough to recognize that, but not strong enough to lift your legs to keep from shuffling down the road?

Exactly.
I could have disappeared right there curled up in a dot.
That's why heaven sent you an angel.
That angel's sport must be weightlifting and boxing.
She told you everything you needed to hear.
say thank you.
Thx.

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