We gave him a name, it was wolf. He wanted to smell rotten flesh and fescess. Only when the weather is right. This was the way of the scavenger and the blue Jay. To begin with he was just a boy set on fighting men. Now he is hairy were he once wasn’t before. Yes he was the one who made tracks. A lone wolf, also yes. The meat has lost it’s taste. The Grey hair on his chin was full of DNA of an animal, but this is a man. Carrying those bones around. Dragging his life. Absolute nowhere at all times. That is to say not present. Each evening of the moon is the one thing that rules this life the insane mother. His family has begun to diversify. Sleep the chore to bed down. So it’s been said to be a dog to a good family is a good choice for a born again. Wolf is no pet to a family. H is not a hippie who may like wearing dread locks and master trading ambitions that it’s all. “I don’t want that” says Wolf. The owls have swooped in to the rescue. Lovely creatures. So we established the moon as running the program. Hard to feel so many seconds that feel like hours there. My allies expect me to shop in ways and also take on sin in as a pay as you go program. Boring, plain, & control. Yullotion is part of my talks, neogism for prophetics. Dullness Norway ambition. The morning and early day. The only focus how wolf was estranged from the community and anyone who gets close to him. Wolf is talking deep and down. How deep. Lovingly for Jesus. For the books. Fifteen they said want out because I was sick. Sick how I’ll tell. Your just speak in sin. Yes worthy to know while he dad forgets. How holy she begets more than you. The tight don’t forget, she holds. We didn’t know what we were saying to each other yet they said he was my friend. Ew ish ick is and me all disgusting for how long the last from the loins sacked his power. To the point and to their fucking end. We’re you ever in the woods? Got a call back? I understand that because I got a proper let me down was not an execution or a hanging. The sorts of stuff, look the game is simple get the hunger fed. Follow your own obsession what ever it may be. Love is always saving. Close to the hill. Further up than the swamp. He got pissed for the sake of his mother who gave him a roof. His genuineness is deep in the grass. The notes have been embedded not that the intellect can at all save you. It’s all rigged. Knowledge to know ways of those deep in the grass. The shackled old man in the cells of the body slowly draining. The God that we all knew and loved captured once in prison while Taylor swift performs country songs. Your getting high on your own supply I’m telling you. Fantasy about that stuff. Society is really wrong and you’re an idiot if you watch TV. Need to smell like smoke. This man has shifted at anger and focus though not easy to make in unpleasant circumstances. Fake way to make way. All in all the programing has been lets say heart heavy. How bad? Gin & that’s all I know. They say that wolf had bad blood. Licked his own wound. He was just making a trail. The A team had the money to sniff it out. It was in the cards to carry trinkets. It is that smell of saw dust that seems like it is alive and sweating. The wolf wanted to encourage people to say it’s not so bad, and ice cream cone can be eaten walking the corner. The problem is amongst its own in that it was about a scorpion dance. Yes silver can save you, but you can’t eat it. Gold for what is owed and a performance stolen to a woman in a painting. This is about prey. Dead to feed the living. Living to feed the paper. Most paper is the source of all. Wolf has begun to read as before and he has little songs of gratitude for his scavenges. Little is his patience for loss of the test testing him and putting that energy in him. That is why. “So do, how do you do” wolf says to his TV. This Need be said about wolf. He hated women except for his moon. He has condemned himself to, so the longer the worse. Hating TV for the prime directive; the program His past was more then checkerboard. The fresh and clean living is the best. Or so it is the subtle way. Piss off to his regret as he wets the toilet. Slow as well. Next wolf has to drink his way to the shower. He naturally does not much like showering to the point that it’s sort of hard to do it without that drink, be it beer, gin, wine, or a home brew. They put him in the ground for his desperate cries. The ground being an animal not a man. Take those walks and be glad to see the sun. Let us remember that man is a social animal and that includes wolf. His blonde hair is thick and full. The dead spoken of Roman emperor intent to rebuild. To have a family is seemingly the ploy, a cosmic guise. Wolf thinks more about living and challenging his technology to work for him. The money wolf has to make for dating the thin girl Sirentha who smokes and gets her hair done and is a good person. So she then lets wolf do what he should prove that he is without a clue. He says “do you want to go out? In person she writes him her number. Like I said she let wolf down easy. Lucky he had some wits. Wolf made the most magic money of the family and that means nothing very good. Take the talent away and what do you have? A forest walker. It would be difficult to call wolf a social animal, a typical gregarious man. He was on the outskirts of regular living. The right to mate for the inept animal is zero to none. “Put the fear behind you” the TV says to wolf.
“Lend me you ears” says the TV. “I’ve got no more pay from the dead” says wolf. It’s impossible to be friends with wolf. He has enough energy to get on with life. It’s not sad or shunned in an absolute way down. The smell of spirit shall be the intuitive guide to up of the moon so the Earth learns who makes the tides. Ambivalent towards her warped water. Oxygen is the way of God. He loves it. It is in the air and Ariel was want to be worried over wolf. He says “Don’t condemn your self” in reaction to wolf flipping coins. His careless divination. Unruly. The less the best. Total freedom from love. Empty is the way. “I smell bullshit” the TV says. “My mess and being poor is your problem?” wolf replies. “Lot’s of trash out there. They both hated me. Take a commercial break? Time for me to get with the program.” Homer Simpson owns the TV. The Earth is lying to the cosmic where we’re wondering consciously what for. We’re where you wolf when the white women went afoul. Sugar turns to fat and carbs turn to sugar and carbs come from the germ. The worst is yet to come. Happiness works only on deceit. So it is established reality is imposed by the world of fear. Fortune is chance and fashion in war of the lore. Constant is consistent when walking in meditation. Less is more continuum. Breath, life, are all automated. The best of us is not understood. My crypt key is lost for the bird on the road got hit, a puff of feathers. Let the mind go a hundred steps removed, bad. Dad is bad. “Want to talk so personal. That is gratification. Do you have any idea talking commercial universe that’s all. Put some heat in those loins,” the TV professes. “I hate professional sports, “wolf says. One for all, rock and roll around you. He goes into his room, the cave.
The settlement of life. Slowly moving. Give the challenge. “I accept” say wolf. I dreamt it more than one and we’ll. “he isn’t ready” kiss-kiss. Now just me number 3. This it is don’t you ever give me something free sister! People die to play the part. Does it matter that wolf gave the Jr a game for matter over mind and looked in the mirror of a extended chess game and won some. “I the most” sister says. Wolf gave a shit, but he is the only one left. Numbers don’t lie. Scarlet was said to be guided for the heck world under her feet. Gruff she got goated in Hollywood. Ba’al is her favorite and she rock climbs, ironic. Wolf mutters “I’m lost and happy. ” your wondering who’s talking to who right. Snark tank. Curd the cheese. “He’s sick” the TV says. “Don’t you think I know that”. Don’t you think I might for my job. Wood Tree save you. Mushroom feet. My sons the two of them harvested from my feet. Blacken ops pitch blacked. “she went black, sorry” says wolf. “Why should I be helping anyone,” wolf ponders. Way to through a pass to your self. Wolf laments his losses. No stranger to empty words like this now. The time passed what is he going to do go to the time police. “I simply failed you,” said the worm in his brain. He drinks… so. Flooded that cloud. Was sent for wolf.
Jr, wolf, sister, and TV are all sitting in a circle. Jr really likes sister and the TV usually is the only one who gives wolf a chance. Wolf thinks he better than sister for his unearthly happiness. Jr keeps his distance from wolf mostly but has agreed to this now. The four are one. Blissed out of their minds at the beach in the dark. They begin to change faces as the shadows cuts their faces in the first family of God. The four head for the water perhaps never to be the same. They all had the same chill then were crazed by the water. The waves throwing their bodies. The only tree there watched on and began to speak. “Ye little ones may the moon have you dance. ” wolf started then believe it then they all did. Each limb sprang and fell and moved about. Wolf was naked and cold away from the others by the tree. TV was trying to kiss sister but she turned her head. Jr took his clothes then and went to the tree. Jr fell asleep wrapped in beach towels. Sister look like she thought not to much of this and stayed with Jr as their minds began to separate.
The tides were warming. The best part of waking up is cheap coffee. The authority figure was manna of loins so what. Jr and sister went to get coffee because they had a few bucks. TV bought cheap but had a stash in the freezer. Best to have an occasion for the good stuff before it rots. So the unseen is also patient. If you beauty be truly fair then it should be no discourse to your honestly. Perhaps not or maybe yes. Wolf began his morning by moving slowly. “My sense of smell isn’t all ways a good thing,” wolf explains to the TV. “The meaning behind things. “ The Pith.
It’s not bad for a computer. Predictor um no. Seek and communicate yes. Numbers don’t lie. The hive of the one mind. Hidden value. Matt is truly yours. Regards. Night writing is the worst no good comes of that. Only technology read a book. The v card? It is not in place. Matt is wondering if Brett will find a job. Matt got the family thing going on and not much outside of that. Brett is a Texan. That is all that need be said about that. Jr is wanting to reframe the question, the living question. Wolf is a bitter loser but lost and happy. I guess the diversification is moving toward a single singularity. Good advice life is short. Beating around the bush. Matt needed drugs to be suspended there longer to feel he was doing real work. He was used by them assimilating information from him then they push the button and he wakes. He’s been in a den before in settings that we’re ment to be comfortable. The best Matt confesses to know more about their tricks.
Matt is climbing a deer stand with his dad. His dad has a rifle. They spotted one deer but it was a tiny doe. “So luckily we don’t have to get our hands dirty, “ says Matt’s dad. Brett is wondering about how Jr got the invite from sister to go to the beach and who would want to go when wolf was there. It not like he cared much. A passive fool. Matt and Brett were friends that minded separate things then the others. By now Jr mind was separating from sisters and the TV but not wolf! Brett was well informed. The beach group did not know Brett like he did them.
“I’ve seen mountains of men before,” says Jr. TV as superficial as she is liked the thought of a man mountain. The coffee was finished and sister had gone back to her car to put a close to the long weekend. “The long six years are over, thank God,“ Bret says to Matt “I knew her not even though he worked in the industry.” “I guess it’s time to hate the system again,” Brett responds. “The computer is working so well for its age” Matt says. Keep the light on cause it gets dark.
We exist fantasy, reality, and truth. Digesting our substance every day. Part Opal, part hateful goat, and part sin. To all the love given to your neighbor in place of you. “Don’t be ridiculous Matt,” Brett says. “Glad to be so useful” caprinicas or something. Gravity heavy.
You have a ear. Good. Now know. Gentle knave. “Where is the story arch, “ says Jr. TV is smoking while parked. Those flags and isles. Matt is acting like a clown. To remember they all were one for a short while. Sister is moon sick. So now wolf thinks he has a shot at getting some. Not.
The glowing round thing is real. That and advertisement fm & am radio. “Make things up Jr,” says TV. “the truth is in your wrist. You were tagged, ” Jr. says. “In formula triangle I always pay the price,” says wolf. The three were seeking their maker. Who was behind this happiness. Where did it all go, funneled in the third eye in pain. Open to the pulpy orange juice. “Suppress and regress,” said Jr in his wisdom. Sister was by now in Paris shopping. The TV and the men were deep and down in the boat heading to some land descent for the horizon. Bret and Matt were now in com range on a ham radio. Bret says “Are we talking to the dead again?” TV replies, “I get it that’s would be a bad thing. “
Personal plug here. Part-time friend. Author note~ I performed a song for my mother today & I’m teaching my dad what I know. Guitar love my friends. Matt took his shift then enjoyed moving forward through the hall, the vestibule. “Need me I need you around sticking to you like glue,” says TV. “Does this help you?” Everyday is the first day of school and it never ends. “Good luck, it’s a marathon not a sprint.”
Wolf is the bellows of the brig eating jumbo. It was good jumbo. Wolf was on the thin side so what he had a great lay of the land. Jr on the other hand had a keg belly and took the role of being captain. The three liked mixing things up with a gentlemen’s game of ship captain crew 6 5 4. TV was in the crows nest smoking looking into blackness. Jr was on the radio with Brett and thought why rush things he was making a 6 furlongs every hour or so. ‘So what’ was on everyone’s mind and before that he was mad with the saying ‘get on.’
The deity dwellith. “Caution she is mostly serpentine,“ says red eye. The leviathan, the twisted snake. There is really a computer mind sent not by jelly fish but a chair, and I believe that an alien was sitting on that chair high on mind drugs putting me on a meta radio feedback. Japan was the English said then it went into another language. TV was telling Matt about this happening that happened at the witching hour. Matt says, “How does the movie part work?” TV says, ”the chairman is watching the same movie clips he is projecting probably to tie an ethereal link. The movie was telescoped for the chairman’s trance like method not unpleasant I might say. “ “Is this a thing” says Matt. “Yes, a alien thing,” says TV.
“Catch me,” says sister. “Stop why,” the guitar says. Tie a cosmic melody either tied by voice or drums. No one gives a shit about your feeling because everyone is so needy. “That and everyone is a know it all except where it counts! I don’t know,” says guitar. Back on the boat Jr looks about that whale of vessel that has been weathered continues to plow through the water. Icey waters but beautiful. Jr can’t run for office because he’s a bad actor. Making coffee for sixty grand for a campaign was nice. The work with wolf was a two part basically. One make coffee and drink beer. The three will be antarctic bound soon after they enlist the proper personnel. Who knows how long that will take heck maybe they will get some seamen from Japan.
Hot blood hold my hand… pouty eyes not haughty. Still complete shit. “When will it be my day in the sun,” says part wolf part fool, those yes, no compassion redeeming for us like wolf. “Two and me bitch! I owe¿ a lot of money to my better half.” Lots of time in the third eye. “Go figure how does that work?”
Le ohlem to art it seems. “yeah, getting better with persistence. You must of learned that from sister,” says Jr with a laugh. The boat had a way of making music, the banana boat coined from their need for sunscreen. Wolf was doing very well being the prospector by finding tuna on occasion, sorting out business negotiations and had a good sense about him. TV was working on her wood carvings with a plan that her art and crafts would sell on land. Jr says, “my dad told me when I was a young lad that we should ice fish with a bottle of Jack. I never made that invite due to wanting to chase women instead now look at us on icy waters giving a go at crab” TV was fanatic that she would catch a marlin one day but it was crab season. They fish but also do charter to earn some extra cash. They didn’t know if they all would commit to being salty dogs and not kill each other.
“Calm, that is sanguine hot blood you know they just don’t won’t to let you in the circle Jerk,” said TV. “The indignant dignitary short choleric not tall plus tolerant that is,“ TV says. “Are we all we just hitting the fourth wall together,” says Jr. “Abdicate from middle you far winded knuckle heads,” says sister. Oh the story needed a bitch. “TV was on some kick about being a kid again”. ‘Irrelevant…jibes me jibe you premonition hostage.’ good. “I’m sure it was something important,” Jr said. It’s called a girlfriend. Get one ‘radio fuzz.’ ‘It’s all we got’
“The flakes of snow Antarctica in our visions.” Jr laments. “oh gosh are we there,” says TV. Wolf angrily says “we’ve hit the fourth wall It’s nothing but illusion, the great Maya! “I’!l give you twenty bucks to tell me we’re the #&+:@’ we are” says Jr. Wolf says, “the ship has become a whale with its own mind my friends, it’s own destinations…”
“Is there any solstice in being lost?” Jr says. “I don’t think we will die from this just being annoyed that the life is zapping life out of us,” says TV. The blue thoughts seems to abound. “Get your energy right, partition your brain to the new memory format.”
The waters are warming. “When do you think will find land Jr? “ says wolf. “I thought you were our guide? “ “Yeah I guess we’re heading closer to the equator. “ “Not only is TV acting like a kid she starting to be isolated, spending a lot of her time in the crows nest.,” said wolf. “Dear God she losing it staring out at the stars, a star gazer!” “Teph, Teph sah”, TV murmers, no that’s not right what is it it’s something, no no I don’t want to go in the hole again. Posiden have them. No snakes to big good. Teth yes I losing my marbles. My heart moon mine!” The winds and air is falling on the whale. “Go check on her wolf,” Jr says. “TV are you OK?” “Yes I’m fine… I miss my mom.” “what?” “You don’t have a mom you’re an orphan.” “Am I? “ “Look we’re getting closer to land you’ll get a chance to sell some of your sculptures.“ “I through them in the sea. I thought that was the smartest thing to do. They all were bad.” “Do you want to join us for some music on the poop deck?” “yeah I have been thinking about that song, the third one. Net Net Geb Hod Bin Geb run. Snake bitch!!!!!” “Yeah that’s the spirit.”
Two big puffs, no make it three. Smoking in the crows nest. Then the last drags it is put out. Who are you mad at? This is just something new. Virtually fed up I guess. I’m back to not trusting anyone again mostly my math and spelling I guess. I don’t now if it’s the 25th my skin is on fire it is the 26th. It’s a bad guess is all. Yeah I suppose so. Shit me and the 40 choir with our only music that is to be. Look land. Try for some R&R and shit make some thing. This science is something scary it makes me wonder what the endeavor is. I can’t wait for you to be Kurt Cobain I need to have my nice things. To quote from the Masters of Hollywood’s finest. I thought LA was destined to be under water. No that crap is morally already under water with everyone in it now you know. Dead to me for sure. I’m the numbers guy and you can be the tax man it’s the way we can work together. The other guys can suck a lemon. Yeah the rest is not free it’s cavalier thieving time, the MTV generation just look at it if you can stomach the times. Forsaken cities just name it by God. Anyone could but didn’t. Fuck them!
R&R alone on the beach again. Nice breeze. The sand and the song. Holy shit get there. “You start over, but it gets easier every time, “ says guitar. Say goodbye to the gemini twins.
The boat sits asunder at the port docked. Jr can’t believe he got snaked by TV and wolf they left in the night. Jr’s on KP. “Time to get things in order,” Jr says. He has to start to find charters and some new game on fishing. Indian Ocean. “What the heck kind of food am going to find here, dead cats dead rats!” “Bunch of rice on the cheap for provisions I guess.” “It’s about my time I get R&R if Guitar was not such a slippery first mate.” Bret has hardly lined anything up for Jr in business. “One is the breath the other is the lung when netsah and tiffereth in gypsy math,” says Matt on the radio. “Where’s Bret, I’m behind on business deals,” says Jr. “I’ll patch him in.” “Bret here.” “I having a hard time here Bret.” “Yeah well you only pay me B team money.”
Potato soup! Boiled Eggs on salad. Four boiled eggs, four red potatoes and table wine. No one was at the table and they were out ranked anyways. Oh looks like out by the Fore staysail she’s kissing him. “TV says to guitar how was that for you?” “Fine guess.” Jr bellows, “This is not some pleasure palace!” “Yeah well it’s hard making shit up!”
Apart from the deep waters with a whole lot of rice wishing bad things about my management skills Jr presumes about the radio crew. “Guiding me through the woods, oh what of the water.” Well yes TV was attractive but both her and Jr started to question their time as salty dogs. Wolf was strange to begin with seemingly impervious to this sea delirium. Guitar moves through the ship walking the track when people aren’t around like a mad man, back and forth conquering the space.
They prefer the dark. Don’t ask me why. Something about being OK. The head space is magnificent and honest. “What did I do about it, I hid. Beautiful. The play park of the country with its trees. The cat outside the cat inside. The empty place were there should be something. It’s almost entirely automated. The man in the box, can’t break out. Just everyday is seen by every and they keep collecting his shedding of spirit, a country of vampires! “Look I don’t know try something new, different!” “Oh yeah it’s all rigged, you can’t even throw a hot dog down a hallway!” “You get no love ghee thanks!” What did you think was going to happen I insight totally power by inacting absolute saternallia!
“So we meet again, my friend.” “Obviously it’s hard on both of us,” wolf says to guitar. “Thanks for calling the dogs off, ” Wine says, clumsy Spirit! Head to toe! Dot dot I think you know. So spells abound fool! The flames of fire wither! Sanguine you are Phlegmated. So now I bring this to bat that I say got my head back it’s not a fun thank the Lord. “We’ve been through a lot.” “Glad to have you here.”
“How do you memorize the words Jr?” “say it over and over written on the wall.” “I want to break through the gimmicks” TV says to Jr. “Accumulated worth with it.” No use in saying anything. Talking heads. Everyone’s the same for years. It is really hard to change one’s personality. Almost impossible. I’m rotting in the flesh nah maybe. Don’t try to understand white men, they don’t make sense, but suspicious one does make sense.
“I know I can do better,” TV says. “The spirit has left me what a relief! Thinking about the dread it was short root passing. “The big sleep,” says Jr. “Another ghostly night, I don’t want that money.”
“Let me say, the life and animal. It can happen depending on the animal. “The one that seems to be kicked out of the group,” says guitar. Wolf didn’t like being compared to an animal let alone a roster. “So life is an animal so that’s what I’m trying to wrap my head around,” Wolf says. “Either that or the path of the fool if that sounds any better.” The on going agenda was to try to make sense, but it was not easy. They must be showing weakness with some sort of narrative to what life makes them do. That makes things bad. Human, not a wolf, guitar, TV, or seamen just a human with days passing with no real reason but for a human to prove he is human. “We can think but there’s so many that drained fate dry to make the rest of us objects.” Oh holy simplicity, don’t worry I’ll do the thinking while the human fragments into objects multiplying it’s self. The creative wing of perverted voyeuristic consumers. This is all paperwork sorting out the scavenges of truth. It’s about the only thing that’s allowed and risked a lot for it. So time is your game slowly suffocating, smoking out my guidance. The age of the priest pushed by the TV. “Do you want to be a human or animal?” High entitled objects? The secret formula is strict and rigid to be part of the human race. Hope you figure it out!
“match sound,” good news. It’s OK. It only should get easier as long as you stay relaxed and maybe not drunk on rum. “Yes, your spell worked, you both have done well, only what is helpful is blurred or made to be confusing.”
No wine around just guitar. Reach out to the process. The first mate has the daily attitude distortion. Guitar mostly stays the same not changing. “So what does that mean? “ “I confess to tripping on dreams is all.” Both the wolf and TV seem abashed. On the ham radio “Jr how’s your weight problem, “ matt asks. “I got to lose some weight, twenty pounds, so shit I’m excited. what about business Matt I can’t save money worth shit.” “Yeah well that’s Brett’s department.” “I will see about getting those sculptures of TV’s to a buyer.” “Yeah well she might not have much of them to sell, so art is absolutely a hilarious option.” “Well how’s TV’s attitude been?” “Not much melancholic for to long, she’s good at being positive.” “What of brother Wolf?” “I really don’t know.“
Listen I guess here. Radio is free put Matt on. What! *I’m fucking trying to sleep. ‘yeah well we’re talking about a cardinal bird, shit they aren’t never seen. Yeah well don’t try pull rank on me you son of a bitch. OK gentlemen let’s refrain from that. I once had that light well of course I’m the fathom of higher dimensions so I’m old and cozy with the father of America! Well yes the cosmic horizon verse one, a bitch snake!
The snake what the heck. The one I shall say is part of the patron of the country so there. The model of our humanity pretty red jewels. Pale like bird poop. So. “I’m being told Matt would like to say something“ “Yes, moral is good toward attitude for the rhythm of the two years. “that’s great,” Guitar says. “I’m OK, the guessing has begun anew. I was supposed to gain musical knowledge Matt.” “I do have a couple of nonsense things that plays to something, right?” “So yeah nonsense in a practice might be a new way to approach style, but only as a guise, I do believe in making sense. It’s the lost art of common sense!”
Matt is prudent and on the pay roll with Matt. Two high druids of radio. That son of a bitch was right the time did go fast. Put him in a nook and cranny he’ll run out of options real fast. Relationships are good in the fragment besides the characters that have to make sense from things we don’t understand. So. Oh um a drawer that can play drums. “I’m down two pounds,” Jr says to sister. Yeah that character was one of all and four of a great time that there was a female around besides TV who is just a star gazer. So the bow of the ship is the front, or so I’m told.
At the gas station Matt ferries his boat. How romantic and unselfish don’t make me laugh. Objects become real, shit this my job! So a female around is in want. Yeah maybe a house painter. Four more sentences, I’d like to sleep. That shit should be on lock. Player of instruments, gamer era, movie enthusiasts. Must be able to have a pulse… Able to understand an lack of artist.
The master is very unpleased. “Who,” says Matt. Don’t drink from the river. What else would I call myself. Deep breath, I already did my hundred days in the pig pen get my drift. “Three times for me a lot more for you Jack hole, Yeah well, Jr says. thought I can bake pizzas with sister for work.” That is as bad as it gets, but for me I’m fighting with the toilet. Boy the seat is really on there. I want to start calling in favors. Oh that’s not how it works, bullshit! Next thing I’ll tell you next the fridge will turn on me. First we get the sugar, then we put it in the coffee, then we drink the coffee. What’s that worth I’d give you money to paint. Yeah paint, “I hated that place.“ “No shit Brothers right.” All married but me.
Things flipped upside down. Ton of bricks. Law of art is smoke and wine. “I think reactionary thing is good at times, says TV.” “Lost some of my perspective,” says guitar. About out of money, four more sentences. “I don’t know how to meditate anymore.” My virtual life sucks like the art of living. Sometimes real but mostly fake. Let me guess how another thing works, privilege and follow the leader.
