newsletter from the woods

march 1------10------

earth ether essence, resisting the peace, keeps us peasants. head full of blocko, blockage stop me, so open the hydrant i just keep choosin the free...excavate the soul, dig out the monkey darkside, get the sub-conscious controlled. get those fuckers out pull of past weight, too much to hold, make the monkey whole, no nonsense dick swingin now i'm gettin control....use relationships sacred and deeper with that...work on lightin up monkey, honestly , deeply paranoid, million monkey march and lurkin in the trees. truth is i feel angelic very sensitive at the core, shield built from rough abuse not openin my door.....put up shield, evolving as revolving round the wheel, still higher life protected safe in woods to feel..see negative horrible bastards..is that their best choice, i dont choose your shitty deal , i'm self love in singing voice......shield and screen from lost and mean freaks, feeling out my fear movin above level geek, the unwise ones dissipate, i slumbered and did pretend blind ego was okay.....distress lose my peace, someone tramples on me, they just gotta clobber high on rush of the slaughter, they're dark, ill just be ,observe their love killin spree, so bound up they are so far froom free......tramped down defeated weak, get off the path so grey and bleak....into the fun category, its so zen. out here in the cold i feel fro-zen, gotta go i know , the show, frosty afro, become better melt me i gotta a zen sweater, simple little thing through adrenaline, in higher ring better of than the rest of them. ...secretly the core beneath the shield , behind the screen, lives a little paranoic inside of me. not my fault fuck damned, growed up in america , hollywood home of shitfuck land........vociferous ,raptilious, slaverin, killin us, into slivers, cut up the love, slashin the shit out of us till i'm sensitive , shiverous, dream bastards eat our vibe gluttonous, carniverous.......i think you think too much, thinkin for everyone else ,christ complex stuff. carry my save the world thing in a heavy shit bag, cant breathe gotta smoke, be my own god i can....the abuse lingers make me paranoid and neurotic. out here in the woods though , no one really here to kill me, just collective damage from power trippers and the despotic... oh my god did i think that?? i wasnt going to think that, wish i hadnt a thought that. too late i did think that, was gonna think somethin smarter but i felt weak like underwater....i see my love and cash package visitin me on the backswing. delivery to minds door, been sendin it out so much, knew it would arrive here for sure.........inspired i think, future pharmaceuticals should be better than a few stiff drinks. people will take them , that is the thing. especially if they add a little recreational lzing....i will take their drugs and be high all day... i was spoiled british cream puff, cloud fluffy thoughts like attache to bone, now attached to tree trunks, crazy visuals when i'm stoned. ..in the power of those tree roots i'm feelin close to home...........goin round this crazy wheel, music greed commercial me. sucked in i'm painfully pink floyd, hydraulic fluid pumpin thru my knees, galactic council forgot to tell me i'm part android, oops overdreaming in visual, so paranoid.....no guilt for lovin movies.sunshine future love movies .com. you cna remember these films with joy not just wasting time. creating something perfect, just make all that alright....wishin i could do a better mission, wish i werent so survival hard driven, oh fuck in some way we sucked so ignore my derision, why judge anything??educate the people on the purpose of the wheeel its important to think, so best study the minds connection to what you feel, its a model of energy and it sometimes snag my soul, a chord from stress centre, stop that oh freakin no...in the world of the sun frequency five is hidden new dimensions, golden ancient world mysteries egyptian.....prism light aura chakra dampened by the boring. right brain projector drop bummer screen on me, suffocating like a little drapery.

tune----the words of jesus bring me the fuck down when im too high, my boogie shoes kick, no god can deny, joker brain think sleaze in my charlatan dark place, shit i was thinkin that , i dont chose that for me. (cont)