Death comprehension.

"you'rE a brown RED CLAY redneck cuban mexican cherokee

kissy faced country hippie bumpkin pumpkin pie tree huggin
alligator belly rubber. Which translates into a BEAUTIFUL
BEAUTIFUL HUMAN." - Mountain Wolf WindBlade, friend

Twice thus far...there it sits...to the left, in the corner...taunting me...torturing me. I should attempt to ease this mental mutilation by violently throwing it out of here. I really want to hate it but I enjoy the twisted nature of the thing.

Good. ...Now I can listen to my depressing music and once again enjoy it. Lately I was engulfed in an abundance of happiness which sparked the realization that my music collection consists of mostly depressing rifts of various genres. Therefore, I found myself on a search for brighter music. ...But whatever...I like my downer music. Carry on...move forth I shall.

I could cuss but I'll just sigh...

I hope you choose the way of the warrior and not the coward.

I am very inspired when naked, I write and the words just flow and flow.

I've been enchanted by many dead bluesmen, folksmen...it’s nice to actually fall for one that breathes.

...and suddenly following my heart and actually smiling from within has made me the bad guy...all over a silly piece of paper.