Who's a doesn't listen person?

His airflow had been obstructed. Constant grip on the handle. Drive my life. The leaf was dancing in the wind. Now it’s crushed in the palm of your hands. We make our own decisions and they bind us. Why don’t I allow myself to fly away? A state of mind, it’s just a state of mind. Graceful movements, a flowing game. Love perpetrates the body and it becomes so easy. Tears roll down, I smile. I am alive because I’m hurting. The healer takes a knife, cuts the chest open and rips apart the heart, alive and beating, and laughs over it, “Organ, just another organ that keeps you alive", he whispers before sucking the blood with his lips. Smack! All is just pragmatic and radical, none of it is emotional or spiritual. The green of plants is spiritual. Lhasa, her soul, her voice and her music are spiritual. They help elevate. I have a headache. A slip of the tongue, and a word enslaves you, until acted upon, until we bear its consequence. A run of the mill dance, an everyday act, and fakeness may become reality. True to oneself and learn how to drive people away. Loneliness vs. Aloneness. Choose the latter and smile. Walk proud, head down, shoulder straight. She is a doesn't listen person, she says.