Nothing again as once before. I’m my own trainer, task master, lover, and shoffer and what’s to say of these services. Me and my wine filled brain dance as spirit to toe that is air through which but tied cosmic melody of spirit. I can tell I can teach stopping is how you don’t get caught doing anything. Oatherly. They so desperately enjoyed. What they think to know is nothing from a far side. Let me most important as logos say coming from a extra crunchy peanut butter sandwich consisting of two slices of whole grain bread. That to note what is true as far as truth can only be illusion as describing is my brother not the way of myself but then I to what we should not speak noth of persish reality ingrained in our very way of speech. A serious joke. Explain. A broken heart is like not drinking enough water and is it fair to say that is we all feel the same amount? The Existence condition & living question. True starvation is death. Pure agony is music. In a blink of a eye a fly dies Silence there after. How short lived and long remembered. True reason without cause is meaningless. Therefore jagged I’m told to my end. An accordion breaths good music. Exceptional and extraordinary sitting in a tree kissing. Your good spirits can make you clumsy. When feeling most down your close ones will treat you unwell and when feeling good your close ones treat you much better. Why is that? How to move knowing that greatness can’t serve injustice. A trice way. The triangle has haunted me most my life with people. It’s not a bad number. I’ve just yet to master it. We both don’t want to hear what the other has to say and that goes both ways and It Is what it is. Penalization for indecent conduct, style yes my dearest darling in what imagined to tell you the tale of the ether in which I am bound now because of you in most you want to know how it has in took and given and now infused and imprinted both ways as it happens. A well of words to in other words must see your hand and eyes realism perhaps time and space. Subsist. We compete for affection… against ourselves. I’m a man not a fish. I’m a person not a salamander. Muscle contractions for it’s the good way. A place to not imagine is all but how ever why has it got mixed up, messed up… I stay away both ways. I’m not pissed I’m just heading to the bathroom.
It’s about having a space and having some stuff and eventually the stuff to make it happen. Why when talking of contemporary man is work and pleasure the hardest pursuits one can have. I think I need to know that the arts are great but can be a critical mistake towards the aim of work and pleasure of success worldly. It is the attraction with wanting to me immortal and to gain mastery over things that by being an artist and having the ability to create and leave behind work is the artist’s folly lackey or master. For this he may experience personal moments of adulation but feel great pain as the work was just something to do and then lose focus and fail to realize the way of the world as it most appropriately described as a business model for all things pay a price. The miserly people are the ones who are focused on the worldly success and greed with power hungriness being their main attribute and these people are very business oriented.
My business is just not feeling bad lets say more than feeling good for the real test of life would be how much of it was one or the other. If just feeling one mostly then the other would be a sign that your not a person who gets the picture of life as what it really is.
