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so back to my place
for what was probably an oz of atf... they don't call atf, in tillamook
on a hill where the Columbia spits and mountains, split... diesel
that is where my carni whore
grew up
didn't sound close, but she knows where to meet you and
how to hobo jump a train. i suspect i have described a large swath n tree'd, view... but i saw coastline, nowhere near her atlas sized, pokie pointy, index... i prolly messed the story... if i had to guess... 75-100 mi, from st Helen's. she saw it up n down... and still... went running... on the map... inland, near as i could tell... perhaps where mountains decline... and split... isn't close, to the coast, but i digress;P.

 

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pot, fine... bye...

i forget about az... first stop, west... kelebaker... late spring... cold... all greened up... still dark... pissing in the breeze... i wated a meteorite (green n daylight), a satellite-west to east... probably returned, 90min, later... prolly saw her peeing... and i saw the milky way... still think we can't fly?

oops

none of my pics... took... and there was only one time, i took my camera out... a picture of a closed, casino... and rodeo fencing, to get organized crime all fired up.

 

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the movie one is thinking of... pitch black... riddick 3...

 

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we arrive... ever seen a hoarder get into a store of shit contained in shit which contains shit... it's martini time...
but first... u have to listen to someone who misses nothing, like that hoarder pic... in ur mind... tell you where to turn, for a god dam trail... which looks like a fucking... hall of mirrors.

 

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and one brought 2 gas cans... fuel is $5 per gallon at goffs and $4, in ludlow... bad... bad... hoarders... little red devil... bad bad Boeing... we hope you don't, but punish ewe, we won't... bad bad... y did the devil, never fix prices... even the mob does. even some landlords do. if you want to fuck us in the ass, buy us a fucking drink.

 

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focus

stop looking over their

i told you... it's about pot.... and i forgot to bring any. call me a liar...
-true story.

 

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these women are geologists, today... with common sense... and as the sun

tic

toc

rises... the light reflects better... off geodes and crystals, at dawn... pointing them out... BAM... right there...
think it's taught in a geology book... these ladies make no money and are soooo fucking rich... so wise... it's genius. do you have any idea...

 

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how sore i was... how little sleep I'd had.. what a flawless beginning... to an adventure story...

murders will go investigated
as we kill our wealthy grandparents... parents... friends... simply by entering a room... and coughing... mcdonalds... bathroom stall... ahead of a cougar, wife... grandmas cookies... a lil snot rocket in the dough... atrocities aren't always done in the black and white of the forties... ever seen hotel Rwanda
air America...
the bible... all versions...
a history book...
now, fast forward, from et tu brute
and caligula, to 2020... april, 7.

and i need a cigarette and a drink, if I'm going to pretend this middle of nowhere, desert flood plain, ironically enough has anything more, than a few cactuses, a few Joshua trees, a planet of rocks... and the only x marks the spot for me, is right in that rv sized cooler (car camping snob... my shit it tight... well... sorta...)... in my ghetto sled... under dripping ice, in 66°F, on a spring dawn... next to my blue camping chair, under the frozen irish cream, the sweaty bushmills, beckoning, Guinness and that god dam, nasty, black velvet. what... 3 twelve packs and a case and an 18 pack... gods b praised... i still have 6, left... and i have a lime... a cigarette... a lifetime supply, of marijuana... and you four.
shall we begin

 

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sigh... do you realize... how difficult it is... to ask the right questions
in an interview

when the story u NEED TO HEAR is more than... well jasper is brown... what you want... isn't... and what she wants best... is withe...

are

you

fucking

shitting us

i need u to teach me 60 years of geology

now

in this moment

you have to fucking tell it right

or we'll get left behind

wtf is green!
and ohh... isn't this pretty...
no... today... we are trackers of grains of said... you must begin at the end
and tell me
what the fuck
happened
to the red, green, orange, fucking colors of the rainbow

how the fuck did this one grain of sand get here
or we are going to get lost... what is the point... why did i come... pay up... tell me a fucking story... of history... and disease... and murder... and war... and dinosaurs and tragedies and curves... and jagged edges... and diamonds and greed... tell me about a pretty grain of sand... who it is... how they got here... so i can find a stranger... a grain... on my own... set me free... teach me something... tell me a story... about the future... so i can plug my round pegs... tell me a story of underlying, hidden wealth... how to know values when one sees them in another... grain... show me how to shine a lil light on the subject... tell me they're secksy snd then throw them to the ground and beat them with $500 hammers... tell me how you do it... getting stoned to death... tell me how you do these things... we will watch and let it happen... ash... calcium... bone... fire and brimstone... under pressure and time... over and over, imagine... a fiery cauldron... burning, like an eternity... my feet to the fire... and I'm just fishing through ice, for a corona, at dawn... tell me, in a word... simple as histler... tell me how to be a rockhound... so i may appreciate, breaking rocks with a hammer, like les miserables... paint me a geologists lineage... in a word, or you are not showing me a good time... you... are calling me... retarded... stupid... a planet of beautiful rocks... beautiful people and i have to find one fucking grain of sand... an individual... how the fuck would you start...
the first... one... just start looking... not all that glitters, is gold...

 

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and i remember grade school stories of igneous rock
and chemistry and copper and heat
and magnesium
burning under water

are those curvy chix
assholes

water

windtime

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tictok...

it's just a story, after all
and in mr winters, freshman year
honors something

well if you don't show up... ever... and do your homework... ever... you'd better know 4+4... because an a paper for a final... in one night... seriously?
are you calling me stupid, or something?
give me the impossible and in one night... you want me to account for 90% of a year's grade? and you think that's a threat? you think that motivates me? you think imma stay for class, again... ever??? ask me about the atols of Hawaii. go ahead... ask me... what a gift... of course... an A paper. wrote it myself. slept with my nasal voice, skipping the comics.... and campari ads... and when i awoke, i crammed a few little letters together and slept, like a baby.
fuck you...
I'm not staying for class... there is never enough cocaine, only this story is about cannabis.
i was only beginning, to smoke pot... i had to go surfing, find time to get high... smoke some marlboros, or camels... still think my brother was wrong about camels... and i had to b at work, by two, anyway... it was offshore, glassy, cold, winter... and i had some sand to investigate.

 

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and bromium and potassium... 90%... fucking retard... it's a weighted class, already... 1.5%, was it? I'm cool with an A... fuck... you...

 

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now, i know jaspar... i know iron... i know there must have been a glacier, here... so from a different perspective, i now know where two of my heroes, want their ashes... some dreams are not happy dreams... and so if this held water... did it freeze... would gravity make that slide this way and that

and if molten rock, were stronger with pressure and burped, from space... it would look like a cracky, hairy, beaner mole on aunt verity... no?
and when hot liquids, cool... and touch water... what's the melting point for iron... how hot did that get... that one is too dark... got too hot... lava bomb... no... flow... what's the angle.. plane... can we land, there... so when it rains... when it slides... when it blows... when it shakes... whers does it go... when it solidifies... what's that kinda rock gonna look like... pot... stoners... getting stoned... women, Taliban... for reading a book... daughters... wives... grandmothers... what was happening around the world, when this grain was moulded, so... buried to her neck... in grains of desert gemstones.

 

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shhhh... I'm telling a story about pot...

you know why we were in Afghanistan
did you ever look to see where your opioids come from
the poor
farmers
blackmarket pastes
$8 kilos
of heroin
do you know where our opioids come from
what made those pills get this way and where?
bushes
prime ministers
they're pretty, aren't they
shiny grains
wealth in your palms
if you have two hands
i met a man
with two but not but I'm getting ahead of myself...
ever looked where the hindu kush reagon is
on a map
or just order the flower and seeds
it's about ganja
not politics
was heroin legal in 1917
in the 60s
today
who profited from it
pimps
whores
dealers
runners
it's just a question

farmed by people without toilet paper

soap

isopropyl

or does fedex

politicians

criminals

it's just a question

it's just a story about pot

so don't report

me

diesel lets his pups

roam freely

don't piss me

off

don't kick the midget

it's just a story about marijuana

 

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so now that i know what I'm looking for

because tires r fast and free

and whores tell it better til that crackhead, slows down and talks to me... tells me you've been here 16... she's been here, 8... y does ltr credit you for 30, then...
because this lady, can make 10,000 years feel like a cold spring morning, with a Corona a a cigarette. she told it right. he told it right... the number of countless jobs, dollars, time... grains... what this it's carhartt... take it... ragged rich woman brings to the table is wisdom, in a bottle, with a Corona label... she can make a man feel like she put her entire being in their hands, in a moment. this woman is deer to we... this one is special... you should know... i just told you how to spot a priceless diamond out of a planet of sand... i don't even know her last name to this day, but i found her in a desert of sand. boys... she is single... y'all are retarded... blind... if you can't see how beautiful and priceless, this snaggletoothed, jewel of a woman is... and u don't want to marry her. she thought it equally as humorous that after months and months... she doesn't know mine, just like you four. does it matter... yeah and that's what she said. u know me... i don't want to know. does it matter. think she feels i don't care.
and i haven't even opened my corona, yet.
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and it's about pot.

 

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nm... i know for a fact... she just gave me her last twenty... she's poor... waits in a bread line, til i tell her not to... 150 a week... every resident in a one square mile town... stand in a breadline... i knewhat you're thinking... ain't called a breadline... it ain't a new deal... it ain't the great depression... it ain't at 13... it ain't happenin... it's called a bread pantry... 1500, now... doesn't matter where they're coming from... what outlying area... those weren't still fires in the hillsides by the closed mines, last night... i won't see organized crime... it's just a story... we don't see them... they're not left behind... we never forgot em... nobody in spain wants for a ventilator... it's just a story about pot.

 

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and they don't have teeth, anyway... cause they don't have toilet paper n soap, anyway and now they won't have food. hopefully no grocery stores close, or we get stopped for leaving our homes.
hopefully it's just monopoly and a vacation, with get out of jail free cards... heroes in white... villains with slanted eyes, players, pieces of sorry, just black, white, yellow and brown... it's just a story about a seed a plant... pot. castle walls to the winners and writers of history... with an economy driving 90%, paper on atolls and a castle, garden window to questionable choices
good friends
soldiers
moats of glacial gravity
and pot
with torture chambers and one armed
carni whores

 

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freakshows

and inquisitions

and jews
and blue diamonds and yellow milky ways

I'm just carzy

I'm looking for geodes

crystals

soldiers

diamonds

leading by example

risking lives

looking through tons of fucking white water river rocks

who all look the same

pick up that rock

take it for a ride

tell a story about a few grains of sand

admire them for their beauty

inspire them

i have to harvest today

shit

i have alot to do

so when i return

I'll finish this tail

about pot

 

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that must end

with me asking a homeless family

to share whatever they have to eat

with a stranger

think they won't

 

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