Dreams
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These days…
Well I met a bitter old man that saw it coming. His name was Jaak. Jaak spent his time growing tomatoes and Poblano peppers while blasting old-time rock n roll.
puerto boy reflections
i’m disconnected from the mainframe societal con game…
i’m un vaxxed, un taxed, and sometimes i get my legs waxed…
i’m unemployed and uninterested…
i’m incompatible with 9 to 5…
i’d rather lay on the beach and stay high
Owl (and the Moon)
What cults have you stepped into lately?
Which lessons did you extract?
And was it worth the price?
The path towards wisdom is lonely.
The reward itself brings the next challenge.
And only from the deepest darkness can you come out with a source of light.
Truth exists.
Nature has