I wondered how many of us are in thrall to our thoughts.
Scared of them, scared of their power.
How they wrap up in our emotions and give them powerful form.
I thought I would go into a little more detail,
of how thought became my slave and I the master.
Then I thought I really fancied some bacon.
And a nice cup of tea.
Back later.
The rebel fish 
I thought about commenting on this post, and then thought I wouldn’t bother………………..Damn!
Mmnn……..bacon.
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🙂 no need to think while bacon exists
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I’m often afraid of what I’ll say next. 🙂
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I’m also afraid of what you’ll say next
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😀
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Bacon.
Once you think about it, you can’t think of anything else….
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Also works for cheese
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“Use them or loose ourselves in them.” Wise words 💕
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Bacon wins again!
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