The daily Figment:

The dialog:

"I saved your life!" ​"You pushed me off a building!" How typical...here we go again. Right after these thoughts pass through me about to be motioned by my very own lips, as if they are forced into existence with thought contractions. Baring down against the desire to push them through...let me re-adjust, objectively, as objective as one can be, one such as me that is.... i go to: my "hmmm" nothing near my Ohm of peace, more of a mantra for redirection. So... Hmmm Possibly we, my fellow folk : HUMANS: have all had some sort of dialog like this floating in through our thoughts, on that huge "betrayal" that dug into our core, left us off center...or our cynical voice whelping new points to hone in on, wound and lick like mother bitch on to her new brood. how about lets leave it at... "I saved your life"....