Confused

I can't breathe for all the mixed signals the universe is throwing at me.

I take the left turn at Albuquerque only to spy shiny objects twinkling back at me from where I came.

I can't go back but I can't go forward.

Instead I go in circles in circles in circles in circles in circles in circles.

Just tell me what you fucking want!!
Give me a hint!
A clue!
Fucking smoke signals!
Something!

Which damn direction am I supposed to be headed in?

Are you coming with me or not?

Damnable pixies always confusing my head.
I want none of it!
I want all of it!

Watch the knife if you know what's good for you.

I'll kiss it make it better but it'll cost you maybe more than you are prepared to pay.

Wait for the dust to settle.

Wait for the dusk to settle.

Then we'll know.
We'll know the score.
The price of tea.
The sum of one and one.

How to confuse the pixies.