I Just Can’t Help Myself

Alright, this is it… I’ve got to start somewhere, and it might as well be here and now! I’m kind of scatter brained, so bear (grrrr)… with me. My time might be short, and my tale may be long, I don’t know. I can’t help but twist my words to bring you where I want to go! I’ll say it like I see it; tell it like I smell it! All y’all making a living off other peoples suffering had better listen up because you’re goin’ down…..!! The vision I was given by the ‘spirits that guide me’, I will use to the best of my ability. It may be a tool I use predicating the direction and goals of my life, or the heartbeat of my whole quest for understanding , the basic format of my existence. In mathematical terms, my Vision Quest is a variable and a formula for success. ‘What is Past is Prologue’, & ‘Although the workers depart – Their work remains’.

I just can’t help myself, but I will get by with a Little Help From My Friends. I know the path to the crib of my ‘kola’, Johnny Fox, ..train from the Knights-bridge to the Lady’s Well, walk the main Drag Queen  to the Ravens Park, lean right to coyotes’ playground behind the hedge… that’s Johnnies Joint! That’s how I get there in my sleep anyhow…. sleepwalkers codes! This is also how I write. Code-talkers, sleep-walkers, crossing paths… Night-crawlers!

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