"Sure sweeter than honey. Can you feel me love you? Hey Pretty is what I am listening to by POE. She is my favorite artist. A muse. Interesting how deep her songs are. Now the song changed to It's not it's you.
You ride along your square four way intersection and boom. You get in a car accident and you wonder why it's always the other guys fault. It's freaky how self center and materialistic the monetary system is.
I don't understand why you block heads can't understand the simple math involved in the theory. If only people would take me seriously and see past the body.
I stand 6 3 muscular and athletic with three different colors of hair and a 5 oclock shadow. I am dark. I can think the worst. But, I choose not to. I choose to be positive. The positive people are the ones making all the changes.
I'd like to build a honeycomb subway system. Down underground in the comb everything goes. We smoke freely and watch the smoke ride the wind up out of the Man Cave.
Wine is fine. Burgers and herba. But, that's it. I can't do the funky kicks anymore. I like to blog. It is just the information you want to put out there and your more free of worry...
I always loved to write. I seem to be a scribe. Oh... My goodness.
I have my own cartoon and Movie.
Doug or Douglas is a favorable name in there times of square people come together to build something fantastic I challenge you this generation to leave an Architech Style for this error or era. See I can please my drive to advocate for a better system. You know I have been advocating since I was 13.
That's when I found the artifact that convinced me of the rightness of my world over yours. My subway will be a comb a complete city underground. Impervious to what goes on the surface. A genius like me can do a beautiful job at putting the little peaces together.
Some words on the internet so time what's on my mind. Coffee. Selling my world to the world. That is what I do everyday.
So, you say you are interested E mail me douglasgorin@gmail.com
Beg, you say that you don't understand. Clarity is Clear.
It is what it is. You see. Actually the square world disgusts me sometimes.....
We bow down and stop for a light. Get in car accidents like it a date. About the amount of time for some really unlucky fellow. You see what I am saying?
I talk through these fingers about different worlds. Better Worlds.
Now I am listening to who's got the herb by 311. Listen along if you please.
We stop at red signs. On the road the shaking of the brain at these stops confuses us so nice.
The shaking of your brain in your skull each time you stop and go. Then Stop and go. What if I could make you all young again in your body like the fountain of youth. Well the body has needs. The brain require care to keep focused on your mental heath. Cause, if you ain't got that then what do you have?
311 got the herb and you can't avoid that. Listen. Rock your head.
I don't what no one dead. Rock that heads down up again ok.. Stop.
If you stay at a light long enough you loose your attention making the decision harder for you when accelerating the car.
I will never understand you square people. It's feels good to smoke herb. I love it. It's great. Yes! You see. Actually. Your brain gets scrambled when you stop and go at a light or sign and get brain damage. You take pills to sleep at night. Then take the pill to stop the pain of the brain damage you get by driving stopping and starting waiting and accelerating. Not to mention the air quality and gas fumes you are inhaling. And, you think a little herb going to make my life happy. It will. I advocate for giving herb to mentally ill people as the silver bullet cure all.
You think about the brain damage year after year of the health value of having a clean place to have a habitat. The air is not good who cares anymore? So, you see there is my way or the highway is going to be ugly. Understand? I design to please. All I ask in return is that you read.
I want to change you all. I want to change the world to my way of the honeycomb hexagonal system (VINE) like infrastructer that hangs low like the grapes of a very good wine. The t jesus of all wines sweetness and honey.
No, I don't mean Money I mean love that is the ticket to the circus ride.
Where did you go? What's your Pleasure?
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