Monday, September 5, 2022

I haven't gotten high in years from THC, but I have small amounts of CBD, that Elon Musk likes, and I've spoken to him on the phone for 44 minutes in 2005!


What wheat and when, without weeds in the garden of Everlasting Love (by https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xpbGEdMuF10) when another conquistador comes to the table-  and him willing and able to spill a fill of green grapes’ whitest whine of I’M NOT A “COMPLAINING CAUCASIAN” of white trash heritage no that’s not me, albeit with my white Skim nevermore as the 1% choc. milk is in the refrigerator door... and much more IN STORE, “SALES” of portly people and their “Ale” of beer to steer-clear of the introduction to intoxication and foreign inebriation, like the inebriated and in-breeded Wonder bread with what SET-SAIL instead of the “tired of being bumming and humble” (Twitter your thumbs, nimble thin silk sink Thimble at the Table...) and girlie’s birthday handles “P1nk” who sought to thaghout, and it all out with where do we go for from here? “John Deere” Stocks of mine soldered into a soldiers armor of under-ale very pail and sand-shovel here comes a witches’ bitches Coven with an open Over stale with what again? The Ail-ing need to come begging to and fro, for reciprocity and the emerald city on the pavement service in the surface succumbing to the once-known happiness growing like a sitting stool, to digest and digress, this from reading my prose&poetry when we all see the boredom of the out-of-the Barstool tools in the Shed, a coat of kittens’ hair-balls, of the razored off “The fuzz” when it’s fun to have fun, BUT NO BUZZING!

Stay tame and check the checkers of the Inspector’s God-get “God Given” to the God Giver of Rev. Jim Chase my supposedly-deceased inhibitor of inebriation Brian, my “Brain” to the refrain of French ancestry so please take a whiff of the while we digest a piece of Liver- Gifts from the Robin Givens, her book “A Life” I hope to have a caucasian wife, with me cocky and lucky to have Stayed with The Soul, and The Spirit, but with no proverbial and proven “liquor’s ‘Spirits’” — SOBER 2016+ — when no one knows the joy of being and seeing forever is geeking out in Space with Allah... yes, Allah at “a million billion trillion lightyears per millisecond” I accelerated the whole entire way, and I’ve never, ever gotten a girl pregnant—I was taking the Lid off of a jar (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQeHSC-kwlk)

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