might could b ummm... nannerz. might could b the pollen n fliwers, i tossed into the fan. if i get seeds- I'd actually, b happier... nannerz/hermie trait, or no. it's just us.. don't care. they're all genetics , which intrigue me.

33 grams= 22% avg plant+ attrition to gear. i didn't fuk it up, too bad. what is that, 1980, at a compassionate care dispensary? pfft. f em.

the cbd 1/2- oz- 1% thc...

that is
of course
if
one could get an 8 strain cocktail, anywhere

i need u guys to help me spread the word...
ummm... i had ALOT to guzzle, from the gear tails. gonna b a strange, day one... oops ;P

well, i dunno how she felt about it, but i feel like i just gave birth.
man... i got a "block"/fair piece from my place and said... oh my lord... you need to go home.
remember me, lickin the bowl, essentially?
that stuff started kickin in its day 1, effects. i made sure i hadn't taken anything, that day, by that time... and it's like I'm racing for my life, to beat the effects because day 1... u just never know and often... each strain- makes for various stops, on the way up AND U DO NOT WANNA B DRIVIN. it comes on n wears off, at a trickle so i don't need to speed, but i know... ain't comin home, any time soon.
well, if that's what's happening to you... couldn't happen in a better place, than this town.

oh my gosh! again, it's my greatest creation. and the good news is- i think all the cbd cut the higher floor off, early, which isss ideal! if i wanted to hurt n scare peeps, I'd just do full capsules, like n the beginning n keep 8 diff batches, in the fridge... THIS... is not what we want... u don't want people on roads, on first day shit... they could even do collections/kits... here's day 1... u take the collection in a singular cocktail n the other strains that were in it- least the numbers can fluctuate, without gettin em high, in that 6 days. just how the shyt works. i don't like surprises. while new batch days, can b entertaining/amusing; it ain't productive.

people, i lost my shyt in the bar and i feel stupid because i pulled a California line. remember... this man does karaoke because he loves his family. this man walked away from big money, music and when this man sings- you're as close to the talent as u wanna b and you get to have a conversation with em, if u want to. money... just isn't important, unless ur gettin smokes, gas, groceries, or grolsch lager.. and even then... a neighbor will do it, or - has eggs/chickens, etc.; even... the gas cans.
i absolutely lost my shit, at the bar. i am crying. i am shaking... people: this- it's not a place, where men cry in front of men... and i am being sponsored... I'm on my fourth o.j. the beer is no longer sweating. and i know- ever person who serves a drink in that club- knows... I've not had one sip.
in the meantime... I'm pretty much on ecstasy... it's like i put my finger in a light socket and every hair on my body, is on end and if u touch one: orgasm...meanwhile, it's the best anesthetic, ever- my whole mouth feels like i just washed it out, with cocaine... my entire body in numb and i... something happened to me. i couldn't explain, if i wanted to. this kind of inspiration... this kind of focus... all i wanna do is go home... and THIS... was not what i intended to focus on.

i staggered up (kiddin) to the karaoke man, whom i have the utmost respect for. probably figures I'm barney, drunk because I'm bawling on his equipment n prolly, boots, too. bad spare!

i will give you one hundred dollars, right now, if u get me on that microphone.

i mean i might as well have said, "don't you know who i am", or, "i know so and so, put me on"... nobody cares about your money and odds r the person ur speaking to- could by each of us 10x over and still have enough change left over, men, for you to b able to answer, the worlds oldest profession question of: this is how much it would take for me to do some seriously gay, shit, if ur straight, seriously straight shyt... n equally as graphic, if ur gay... and the donkey, if ur that destitute.
they just don't care. wasn't about that, from my end- every dollar in that town, basically gets spent, 100 different ways, as it trickles through the town before the entire buck, is taken in taxes, after all the other useful, transactions. trust me... their property taxes that r 4x mine... pay for the upkeep of the road to the historical shyt and the cops to keep em safe... which i have still, yet to c. the town, polices itself. do something stupid and you're in tomorrow's next hunting accident that's more like a Gibson movie... two men enter the forest, one man leaves. more people die at the wheel from natural causes, vs the booze... and btw... i don't get to do johnny's tires, today because EVERYONE leaves their car unlocked; keys in it...
HOW can u not love this town?! it was dc's birthday, last night.
u know... he's really high maintenance, but the sweetest guy. he's so frail, now it takes an entourage of seriously, 3... just to get him seated. walks in like a drunk... not a drop in him. he didn't choose to b this way. same as me- he's losing his mind and being older- the body has long left the building. apparently, the gossip is- richest man n town, though his place is... higher on the slope and is a supper cool, hippy commune, if he wanted it to be.
u know, southwest casita, type design, with a courtyard, right up the middle. some, 2 story; some, not... and some take both floors. it's weird. then, u try to get off his gated, property and it's like an obstacle course of diff, possibly rented, possibly gun toting, residents and as they all have their own acreage and it's like, "ok... well i guess the creek, would prolly mark their armrest in a theater... but what about the middle armrests?!!"... and u wanna b respectful and yes... i can do- serpentine backing... how many trailers ya got, odd r even? so ya gotta back out slow and watch for muzzle, or scope flashes. but then, he's a redneck n 59 classic cars, half buried, half purring, would not b unusual n half the town, knows u prolly drove him home... but the other half doesn't drink n is like a cross of deliverance, but Canadian style cause they all close and won't sell u booze, even though they're the only ones who have it... after 1130am. you could b holding gold bars, to ur breast, like firewood... bleeding to death out ur ass, like a Stephen king novel and... they just... don't... fucking... care... about the gold n they've all seen ass blood, before and know... "well, he's already standing in dirt... he must b stuck stupid... or retarded... because he obviously hasn't rubbed any of that dirt, on his ass, yet... and perhaps if he wore underwear, it wouldn't have trailed up my faded, 200yr old porch, complete with indian, smoking old man who doesn't speak and a blue healer... yup... heaven... and i still, having been to dc's house a handful of times... couldn't tell u what up, with the hippy commune. it's a cool place, but if u were over 21... it'd b a pain n the ass and you'd end up usein those other buildings, as separate hoards. never, never, know; that's for sure. and he drives a new armada so it's hard to tell if the locals are living with envy, or fear... dood crashes... he goin do alot of damage. but the speed limit... it's a tourist town... they get the occasional, lost citizen... more so than visitors. they put signs in front of their homes, when the weather is right n grammas house, just become a quilt store. these people... it's like stepping into lil house on the prairie, without the assholes n maybe a few plumbing upgrades. but yes... lots off human, mixed in with the cow piss, in the club's, 2 acre, parking lot. if u like old timey shyt... every step u take, you are in a living, breathing, period piece... 50/50, as to whether the bra had been invented and remember: they live, exactly as they wanna and probably own the entire range of mountains, quietly. it's just that cool.

and i walk up and i say

yeah, that... but i go on, blubbering, "man u need to listen to me... and i need you to hear...ME"... this man, is an extremely talented singer. yes, he's printed records... and he writes his own songs and... u know how i am about the right tools to the right people: set up n cleanup... ;p . "you need to hear this, man (head), and let it inspire your heart"... ok... he thinks I'm drunk... i am making a scene...

does that door work? i need to go outside...

and of course he has a key... he's not even the help, really. people just trust each other and yes... he has some roadie gear that sometimes goes elsewhere... lighting... oooo- i could use some of that gaffer's shit, for my tent!!

so we go out n bothers to explain... he likes me... but the karaoke ladies r hardcore and if he lets me take cuts... he's worried both our women won't miss us. fine...

sir... would you mind, sending your daughter out..

this gal... man, i relate to her... she has problems, but they inspired her... this, is the author and i can't remember her f'n name and she sang to me, dedicated n all, twice. dood... she needed to hear it, too.

let me tell you a story...


ok so I'm officially, an intentional, liar, now. but if the promise is made, under duress... i mean, come on... these people... needed to know... one of theirs... just... lost... their best friend n the world.

people... if you are a people watcher... enjoy, your classics... sit across from walmart entries to see the free freakshows and view it as time, well spent; culture... THIS... is where you want to go! johnny is only concerned that if whomever, "borrowed" her car, brings it back to her place, instead of the club, she goin block the farrier and the more, unruly, pups will get out.
where else in the world, can u say this kinda shyt, still goes on, to this day?!! it is a dream come true, for me!!!

ok so i think I'm cool... all 3 of em write and I'm sure, the queen of hearts, mme Sharon, will eventually hear of it n take what she can, from it.

i view it as luck, or divine intervention, that my car is starting to smell, like i... will go to jail... for a very "special circumstances", time... if i don't get hanged..., first. where else, would you want your best friend to be... when his pup dies? regardless of your take on the pup... if any animal... were in cardiac arrest... wouldn't you want them, as comfortable, as possible?
if you're answer is no... pm me... I'll give u my address... shovel's in the car, still.

people, you need to hear this: do not feel pity... let that inspire your hearts, this moment... this day... and whatever your ONE THING is... now, go do it... if driving is your thing... show me the before and after, mileage... if it's the garden... same thing... if it's porn... pm me... let this... INSPIRE Y'ALL.

almost forgot

oral secks, is the best...

miss taoni, then took me outside, again. one of the clasiest, smartest, ladies, I've ever met... thinks enough of me, to do this... takes me out back... left the shotgun, behind... ty... sits me down in the dirt and sits down in the dirt, next to me. this.. woman... i have the utmost respect for this lady... i truly do.

she says,

tell me a story


FUCK YOU


she did not just say these fucking words to me!!!

omg omg

i had the DEEPEST conversation i have ever had, with any person, IN MY ENTIRE LIFE; MY... ENTIRE... LIFE. NOOOO SHHHHIT. oh.. my... god...

you four
patience
compassion
tolerance
love
selflessness
altruism
generosity
community
wisdom
cleverness
witts
experience
daringness
adventure
intrigue
curiosity
open minds
spirituality

all of it
more

YOU PEOPLE

have changed me

you know, the extreme narcissism was disconcerting
however
it helped me leap the personal hurdles to become the person i am today
someone who is tired of fighting
i fought being a writer
my entire life
i do not wish to be a slave
to
anything
or
anyone

including... a paycheck to something i love
how many times
has life made us change careers

i
LOVED
chasing yardsticks
in my rearview mirror

i understand
now
why such a gift
was taken from me

i

abused it

i felt it a challenge

the need to layover

i had 2 hours, to get liquored up
and return with the right woman to settle down with
for the duration to orgasm
sleep
regardless of position of the sun and moon
make sure to be sober
or... sabotage
until jimmy was next to me
and then
do it all
over
again
if that didn't happen
i hoped the talent had... changed
by the time
a prostitute
answered the call of the wild
on channel 19
& as i already had love;
NEVER
the same gal
twice
how the hell
do people get std's the first go
and i
survive
unscathed
how is that fair
some of the most beautiful people i know
are fighting autoimmune diseases
WE CANNOT AFFORD TO SHUN
ANYONE
does one scoff at victims of the common cold
flu
cancer
croup
the afflicted would not have chosen it for themselves
i treated a woman i told i loved
like a leper of biblical proportions
and i manipulated her
vulnerable nature
into taking anything
into her bedroom
who walked through our back gate
or garage
isn't that something
and there were many,
like shiloe
whos names weren't important
enough to me to remember at the time
clearly
the number of partners
has no bearing on
dessert
desert
deserve
how many of you
know how to make a condom
or dental dam
out of a rubber glove
any man who says oral
is better with a condom
hasn't had a passable one
without
how important does one think a condom is
to
a horny
kid
draw your own conclusions
nothing i could say
is going to change
instinct
human nature
or
cure the common cold
embrace your people who have a cold
do not leave them
four hours away
in the middle of the Mojave desert

(i thought i was injecting a few words oops)
to work on my tan
have beer
be kickin in a pool
eatin the rest of a cheesesteak
or deeeeeeeep fried pork chop sandwich
THEY are THAT GOOD
lean pork
southern Baptist breading
seriously, not to oily
nearly melting itself into a Hawaiian roll
i couldn't even tell you
what, or whether
they served on the side
heaven, in a sandwich

if one is ever near Phoenix
near highway 17 & Camelback
say hello to the comfort inn staff
all good people
oft, with a discount, etc...
get yourself a "suite"... they're just a lil bigger...
take a swim
freshen up
maybe visit monument valley
anthem's bose outlet
and then
sneak through th3 opening
cutout of chainlink
n/w corner
mosh should not fix
walk over to the indoor swapmeat
northeast corner
and order the best porkchops
you ever had
so tender
so moist
ask how they are doing
and then
stop talking with your mouth full

and since it's just you four
because I'm shy

i am going to share with y'all
my
revelation;
my thoughts on heaven

and it took being a criminal womanizer felon grower trucker divorcee
it took a human
to find it

y'all know i start every day
with one thought
help someone
who cannot do for themselves
stranger
friend
lover
human

because it sucks
life creates balance
opportunity
to exploit
weakness
patterns
and everything is cyclical

i met someone special
yesterday
a stranger
one of two
of four

I'm scared to both
see what came out of my piehole
and
the growers

holding the antidote
for my lover's poison
and the way life and balance
work
i feel she is adding silver to the scale
on my behalf
suffering
for my actions
because
it is
what would hurt me most
watching another loved one
slip away
painfully
slowly

i feel the opioids have my love
in their clutches

and her fear of heights
keeps her from the rso/oil
breakthrough point
when all that's left
is relief

eventually
using the 24:1 cbd
for migraine relief
will force her
to using
one thing only

i am never home
and when i am
I'm locked away
with you four
and she feels
she
is going to be
left
be
hind

not on your life

gave this woman a ring
13 years ago
made a promise
never to marry her
a maid in Laughlin
may
or may not
have absconded with the ring
but our promises remain in
evidence
and i have no intention
of breaking that promise

i can answer for my lovely g
neither does she




ain't life grand

back to heaven

i started each day
good thing i like trailmix
still speak to her... well...
maybe been a year

hey
who here didn't try to plant the first bagseed they ever found
doods... my guy grew better grass than i deserved
and he apparently, did not know
about sesamella
cause everything had seed
back n the day
and hey
what kid
doesn't need
to sew their royal oats

b back

ok but if we're going to discuss heaven
because i am human
lemme just say
and i think many of the gays n ladies would agree
oral
is like
salt
and
pepper
don't change up the recipe when it's already perfect
don't rely on
what your chef cooked up
last time
and don't fuck it up
by reinventing the orgasm
whomever is doing you that service in the moment
really does
give
the
best
head

i used to believe
every etch mark
and every single one
claims
i do this
the best
forte
one thing only
teeth
or
no
they all made said claim

meh
i figured it was either
lousy
or quality
pleasurable

turns out
they were all right

whatever the effort
whether they put their back into it
or not
they are risking their lives
only one
really knows
and humans lie
every one
was the best i ever had
every
one

however
i was such an asshole
my response was always
I've had better

best 5 orgasms
i ever had
i didn't know
my body could do that
that i could squirt
too

"i didn't ask"

and they would answer
every
single
call
every
request

i abused my gifts
i
apologize
i
am
truly
sorry

i
am
human

so i started each day

with one thing in mind
and in a natural disaster
it
can be
a challenge
to see
to
focus

not caring about ones own safety
to help a stranger
a veteran
a friend
to be of service

driven
by guilt
and
pure love
a sense
of
community

i wanted to make the world a better place
but my voice isn't so loud
i only know you four
and i am selfish
i am human
i started in my own
back 9

never took a penny
besides the tire thing

that i recall

and since i lose track of time
and memories bleed over time

when i say one month

only you four
know for sure

feels like about a month

and every day
except one
recently

i
have checked
a box

and just like all the women
of whom i only remember a handful
i stopped counting
bout a month ago
what was the point
i was hooked
hooked on the sensation one receives
by one
thing
only
a box
ironic... ;P

eventually, it was over 5 people a day
i was ahem helping
in both senses
dirty
and clean
balance
human
nature
human
nature

y'all know about my crazy
so there's that
y'all must know
my kung foo
is strong
flawed
human
but
strong
human

and i reached this moment of awareness
clarity
focus

i had to stop
every question i had ever asked
imagine the force of the winds

one

by

one

solutions in my head

i
was
getting
my 4+4
answers

and i needed it to end
i was soooo
lost
silence
focus
peace
ring barrrring ring
thank gods

something remained

we are all gods

we are all
getting exactly
what we asked for
prayed for
perspective
we
already
are
in
heaven
and one doesn't even need to take a step
a breath
nope

pov

you already are
getting to see
your loved ones
again
what's 4+4
besides y'all
infinity

it was not required to b drawn twice
it is the circle of life
written twice
we left ourselves messages in the arts of the era
it did not require being written twice
it was a joke
a msg
something for someone else
the circle of life
is cyclical
that
is
the second circle
in the infinity symbol
time is irrelevant
and gravity provides
balance

because we asked our gods
to see our lost loves
again

everything has a cost
action
reaction

if your gods replied
and said to you

one may board the roller coaster again
the price of admission
infinity
and
you may not look the same
live the same
they may be a different sex color religion
they may live on the other side of the planet
not speak your language
be missing a limb
have two heads
6 toes
a common cold
return as a dog
a plant
a rodent
spider
life

and if you approach
every person you meet
as a human
loving regardless
if one is not selfish
and sets out to help another
one will realize
they're already living in shangri la
heaven
rainbow bridges
Olympus
thor's diggs

because EVERYONE around you
will drop their asguard
suspicion will turn to love
and
one
will
see
the
heaven they already reside in
getting to see their loved ones
again

you people like the holidays
get along with everyone
talk shyt on em
after they go

bastards
orphans
we are all

you will know your original loved ones
when one is lucky enough to encounter them on this particular maryjanegoround

i just met my mother father brothers and sisters and they all speak to me all forgive me laugh and cry with and listen to each other's stories about life motion
as the sun continues to tic toc by

momz is momz and i love her too
brother and son really don't speak to me perhaps they're still looking for their people and their origin and struggle with faith

i have been truthful about my faith since i wasn't
and longer than i recall
raised catholic
naturally
i felt guilty about it

here we go

look, gods
I'm going to be honest with you
all of your houses are enviable
cept this virgin business
we all think we know what we want
until we get it
gimme one singular whore
any day of the week
in trade
for 70 virgins

virgins are a pain in the ass and never
as good as you think it's gonna be

prostitutes
humans
are like dominoes
30min or less
or it's free

and unless you live in the styx
they deliver
every
time
even letter carriers and Denny's
close for Christmas (subjective; my experience; franchises; go figure)
but working people and norms
never
close

nah... y'all know I'm kiddin.

ONE CANNOT AFFORD BIGOTRY
PREJUDICE MISOGYNISM

a few
mighta got by...


i struggled with my faith

yet
i continued to pray
admittedly
knowing not
to whom

shyt would happen
phones
alarms
shyt
went
down

with my luck
when i had the epiphany
i thought surely
if i touched the ringing phone i already don't touch/answer

i
am
going
to
die
surely... I'm in a pool of water
an earth sign
full moon
mud...
by the moonlight; surely...

sun kept stayin put
earth kept spinnin

isn't that
something

money
people
come and go
balance
might know your soulmate at 4... see em in a daycare
once
you got to see your loved one
were you an asshole
or did you share your dreams
listen to them

human nature
cost of doing business

want vs need

we get to choose whom we love and to what degree
choose who we trust
compassion
feeling the suffering of someone else
caring what matters to masses of nameless faceless loving them judgment free
of course i didn't miss the hilarity/hillary input
i do not care your politics sex (hey, man... I'm human... i like vj), but i love you homos...apians, too. kinsey scales... we're all freaks
i loved that money grubbing whore so hard... we weren't having relations. i would liberate her "clean/dirty" thathathathongs
just to smell her, when i took matters into my own hands... ok... hand... still 1200000 inches... true story; miles n miles of throwin lil richard... of course, bytches don't use metric so that's like a woman's inch, times 1200000... if i make it four strokes.. she'll get that FULL woman's inch. i am here to tell you people- logic n reason go out the window, but u need to quota a job.... who does one give the tale of the tape, to? a lady; a woman; a female; that...
is logic and reason, exponential.
and men... r too dumb... to notice. if they wanted to... we men, would b the last, to know... THAT GOOD.

& it got worse
became a fetish
unless i ... i wasn't gonna ...
hookers get pist... when they un behind
;P
until i met my lovely g

in my 20s, a Hispanic man, once told me, "ever been with a Mexican girl"... if i remembered my response, it would still, be moot... , "they bring... the stars... down to you"... well if i hadn't, i can assure u... i have a 20mi policy and a 5min rule, as well...

and of course... i still have a box to check; a Czech girl
holding a magnum of bairnsfather bitters... named Svetlana... my g knows this and she is a down mofo... every last one- the best i ever had
like veterans
they never know whether they would return home with a common cold, or not. BE RE- SPECTFUL! BE RESPECTFUL! HONORABLE
SWEET
LOVING
PRESENT!!!

always say goodbye
always kiss/hug; ALWAYS!

ONE JUST NEVER KNOWS
how many lifetimes til you'll see them, again
past lives reincarnation
all applicable
all true
depending which life you're living
make your home
your people
your
holy ground
fight for it/them
sand
ocean
dirt
forest
desert
pangaea/history tells us
things change the earth keeps spinnin
what was
yesterday
is not
today
and will never
to be
again

think your life sucks
perhaps wanting to hold on to your loved ones
forever
has a cost
we are already living in whatever heaven surrounds us
look out your window
and you will see
like your home
take out the garbage
sux doin it, but it's much nicer now

accept that people are different
and perhaps the reason you hate
is ignorance
fear
spend the time listening
educating the shit out of ignorance
and perhaps you'll meet your family
those who couldn't come because they were not invited... you hadn't accepted them, yet and didn't realize
you just left your gods with a dead battery in the middle of nowhere
you were too afraid to let your guard down and meet your mother, brother, lover from a past life

who wrote the source of your faith

would you have paid attention you hedonists; you humans... without a lil extortion, from the equal of a hell

perspective
an eternity of hellfire and damnation
or a late rent check and and 4hrs in a breadline, wednesdays and Thursdays, only

which
is heaven

dying of prostate cancer
your significant other ticking off infinite grain of sand (singular)
alone, dying of aids and a common cold
a stranger; a nurse; a volunteer... holding... your... hand.
an eternity of flames
which is heaven
worth it
to c your loved ones
again
to sit with them dying again
or would you choose to forget the horrors and suffering; maggots, cleaning a surgical wound, or killing, if too many
balance
nature
cyclical
4+4
you four
please
go help a stranger
just one
box
only

pov

you're already gods
in heavens we create for ourselves
the roller coaster is a fun ride
life in a rearview mirror
i roll with gods
four plus four of them
on gods trail
even when it's shot to shyt
always light
never
alone

your turn

TELL ME A STORY

state of mind being grace
human

know what and whom we owe

humility

regret remorse

forgiveness

acceptance

selflessness

acts
motivated by pure love
for strangers
empathy for your loves
past present and future

thank you four plus four

listening to
deafening screams of silent tears

i will pray for you all
plus you four

natural law of balance

it took extreme narcissism i loathe
to defeat shyness
with the courage to share my heart mind and soul
with you four

balance

the cost of doing something one loves
is learning to accept
not
hate
educate

ignorance

learn to love through hate
balance

1diesel1 said:

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what's the status on that middle finger emoji

thank u for being omnipresent
my diesel the drywaller

ha...
another mud guy
pov
naturally...

THE LOVE BOAT!!
THE HATE TANK!!

"the best mud guy in the valley"
-my
Larry the roofer

SPARECHANGE said:

"the best mud guy in the valley"
-my
Larry the roofer

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Ask Larry about hot moppin roof leaks!
Through some ginger bread in a mop cart once stunk for 3 months.
Ask Larry about pissin in a hot tar kettle!
Stinks like piss for 2 years!! Hahahahahahaha!!!!!

in 6 hours, it will b 48hrs, since i needed anything pot; any pain drug.
if i pulled this off
i will once again
b able to do what i love
on a nationwide scale
balance
i loathe taking money for something i love
but

i have 4 people
i need to thank
personally
look them in the iiiiiiii
shake their hands
kneel
diminishing no one
tell them
you need to let me do this
thank you
thank you
thank you
thank you

for being present

please help me
pay what i owe
whatever broke me
whatever healed me

you four
never
let
me
roll
alone
on gods trail

accept my gratitude

and scream

cocktails terpenes

and help the NEXT
stranger
you meet

tell them

what and whom they owe
their community
pay
it
forward
just one sunrise

they all look alike

i should know
i
was
raised
a
Republican
misanthrope
human
racist

i love ewe four

i need to chill

truck driver to train engineer

tic toc
we shall see

i need to consider tomorrow

and these r my thoughts

i write for me

not for money

i pot for my lovely g

not for money

we may all b sons and daughters of carpenters
teachers
nurses

doesn't mean that is the shiny shiny
to come collecting for

the human condition
never enough
never happy with what we have
grass always has more crystals in diesel's n aquas tents... mosh's, when his son's in cali... if one's idea of heaven were perfection
it would b a living hell

being human
these r our... drivers... 5.0...
no challenge
no struggle
we wouldn't b interested
inspired
driven
bored

like a child, having to sit through shit
one already knows

you been here before

know heaven when u see it

if today seems like the hardest day of your life... lucky you

dying... in your hand... in your car... sands still there
it didn't run out
you can turn it back over

lucky you

where else and with whom else
would you prefer they die

lucky you

you will see tham, again

love a stranger

you need to be prepared, when you pass them on a cali street; innocuous... however present. say hello for me. i probably knew, or will know them, again

next... next please