I tossed and turned throughout the night. I felt something amiss, not quite right. Thunder rolled across black skies, lightning struck shut both my eyes. My
Upon the littered streets of Chelsea, Sheridan Square, Christopher Street, the pier, the trucks & my old neighborhood over off Bank street by H. B. Studios lay debris & detriment & minced miniature genitalia of yesterday’s used up action figures greeting good morning through hazed, petrol glassed, excremental eyes.
The wisdom of many a great sage directs us to be grateful for what we do have & be here now. Nowhere will you find any great thinker admonishing you to relinquish, relent or let the winds of empty promises impale your dreams of a greater longing. By your understanding of your own ultimate authority, which is the source of all power, you will achieve, without the burden of a anxious attachment, that which some call your destiny fulfilled. You are already your destiny fulfilled.
Your dreams are the fuel which propels our collective spirit to greater heights. I
Throw caution to the wind. She knows what to do with it. Follow me. We’ll have fun playing under the desert sun. I’m not asking for your hand n marriage. I stand too much to lose. As you, I need to be free. I am. That’s why I am fond of you. I see me in you & I love what I see. You have wings that never stop flapping. You are the great Gossamer.
Flores por las muertes … Flores por las muertes … Flores por las muertes …Gracias,,, S
,,beno,,,gracias..you silly old tigtfisted basterd … fuck …. Flores por las muertes … Flores por las muertes …
It’s just an idea. It’s not the end of the world. Think about it. No worries. No limits. No boundaries. We don’t have to talk