Dec 14, 2013
Could have spirits among stones, uppity the force of becoming, what art was made to return...
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Italy
seen from Malaysia
seen from Algeria
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from Germany
Could have spirits among stones, uppity the force of becoming, what art was made to return...
Think you can lick it, buy you a ticket, go!
I pray to the elegant stream of offhanded evenness. Her sonnet is a window we talk about. What music you'll be come and the beautiful cars you'll drive. The frontier that invades you for singing.
Let me get your feelings on a few subjects. First of all, money.... Ok, love. What about love?
The reality I leave out is what makes the realities hook together. Did you study poetry at all...? Hell no, I detest most poetry. Ancient, modern. I can't read it, I can't stomach it. I try to stay away from poets. And short story writers. And novelists. I'd rather get drunk with a plumber. Or even a cop.
Sometimes she wake up happy, like a baby phoenix.
The planet is the way it is because of, the scheme of words. When you meet a man, you meet a scheme of words, patterns of concept. So if the scheme of words would change, then man and the planet earth would be different, from what it is today.
Don't let nobody break your spirit. Don't let nobody turn you around. Just do the things the way you need to. And keep your feet down on the ground. You fly too high to play the game. You turn around you're not the same. That smile you wear is not so pretty. But that's the price you pay for fame. Do right, don't make your life so hard.
