I'm gonna leave this here. I'm famished and insanely restless --- plus --- I feel a headache groWING.
There is a Persistent GNAW I have unseemly de-noted as an Eagle pecking at my Liver. 2 words >> Pathetic. It's that whole Shit Deal with Romance. I'm a cravenly stricken old man who Values The Written Word as sometimes Zen Idolatry.
I gotta tell Ya Kidz---after all these Years I STILL Have "Shit To Prove" but this RADICAL Insistence is BECAUSE Death is so fucking CLOSE. It aint like I'm a-scared it's that I've got this loadoffuckingSHIT that MUST be dumped if I am to enter Mortal Combat with FREEDOM.
I DESIRE a Literary Legacy. In this I-GOTTA Prove by DEMONSTRATION I know and Knew the Absolutes upon which Existence Itself is 'Based'. Here, and ONLY Here, is the Source of Wisdom the Transmission of Which GUARANTEES Immortality. I told you Kidz I'm Greedy.
Rock Steady........Steady as She Goes....
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