Been jumping in the air for no reason. Thinking that this is my last thought. My brain has a new place to play(in a coffin). Laugh on the outside, cry on the in. Drink the blood of the many to satisfy the few. The town is now a new friend with whips and chains, ready for the end that will never come. Are we the art or does the desire of art bring the world to the only point of desire. See it might be the time for the spontaneous death to walk and read the books of the living. Keeping the sink dripping for the next person to come along. The love and loath it, it is so annoying and valuable that nobody will touch it. Sneeze and the world is gone. Dream and that is real, real as a dead man walking to the fridge to get another beer.

My time, your time, time is in the wind. Won't that stop time if the word is only the wind that pushes it to the breaking point of discovery. New wen the old and the old dol the new. Keys that keep the people safe will never keep them free. Freedom has been the only thing that kills that word that it stands for. Money and all that has its roots in the tomato jam in the kitchen.

Ha Ha Ha, you found out something that you are not supposed to find. The find of the century is the only one that you can't share. We have been taught to share but the answer can not be shared. That is alone and can never be given. The drain is in the back of your brain and when you live this truth the whole is inside you. Drinking the demons and feed nothingness with all its words and movements. Come on now people this is nothing. Keep it going and the truth will be truth of the truth. Stop and see that the words are me and I am you in the shadow and the dew. (Mountain Dew)Corporate greed in its manifested fullness. See the trees with me and the eyes drain the tears of the whining baby.

Smooth is the way that is comes down, hard is what the rich have. Populate and feed the worried souls that lay more eggs for the frenzy. Smile your on candid camera.