"The way in is the wayyy Out"

“The way in is the wayyy Out”

When only you know, the direction in which to go, stop.. take a breather and flow, the pieces are there, right in a row, put them together.. plant the seed, and watch as they grow.

One thing that you’ll learn is I like to talk shit, but oh for the love of God please don’t get your panties all twisted and throw a fit, just wait because it’ll all make sense in a bit.

My mind is quick and witty.. a cat with claws, I’ll subconsciously dissect you like a frog.. picking at all your flaws, lone-wolf spirit calloused mountain-back paws, living my earth life to the fullest.. regardless of the laws.

Just my life as a hippie.. a head full of dreads, all Bridger’s pictures.. generously lavished in reds, mirrored reflections of what its like to be knocked dead, when all of that blood rushes to your head, these just detailed images of hatred we all dread, reality is.. that we’ve all had these thoughts ourselves lying in bed.

Journey to heal.. kept thinking last meal, feelings I feel.. “What’s the big deal?”, my brain won’t just stop spinning like a wheel.

All around expecting and needy, ask yourselves.. “Why am I so greedy?”, life can really be simple, just pop a pimple, or even in 5D.. with just an energetically simple smile as you admire her dimples, lastly get this.. we all came from nothing ain’t that something, and in the blink of an eye it can ALL be taken, so just come down a notch and partake of the bacon, selflessness is the answer just ask Prancer, help thy neighbor fruit of thy labor.