“Ah get born, keep warm, short pants, romance, learn to dance…”
Bob Dylan
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alright my sandel ‘n sock rockin’ — beat-bo-boppin’ — headband — headphone — rag-noggin’ reppin’ younginz of Hell’s Kitchen —
time near 'rrived for blondyn to press up'n out these parts, & while w/out sage sayins / words of wisdom that could bless a youngin’ more precious than one’s Due Experience, this note O rhythmic his parting gift to you
stay true. starts there — 'n here — 'n now— give yo best to life ∞ love where intuition hint the opportunity t be @
along the path don’t let the struggle jam your mental. keep working @ that swagger to the best of your finesseful prowess — see y'allready got the stroll down to one flow. so improve the wave! trough the crest! toppermost of poppermost’s best! never forget — brotherz in it w/ each other — all @ the test — watch out for one another. keep the beef to a min. w/ a MAX — watch out for that sunglass’d woman intent on frontin’ — POLICE van right ahead! avoid the crime — take the time to put 'n keep the copper in mind so as to clearly define the law of the land by which you choose to navigate (don’t do in vain) (temptation watch/want/drain you) meanwhile keep that step from the sewer drains, 'n don’t advance another w/out being intent on passion to develop, purpose to discover, & beyond that… well…
blondyn still w/ way much to learn on yet… perhaps all in all just best to remember that chocolate no ask questions — chocolate gets
he walk w/ a ragged ‘n rolled up sleep-bag on each shoulder. one act a blanket. one serve a mattress. just fetched them of his 24/7 storage locker. now seek the street-spot that seem least restless
sleep routine to he, routine practice. occasionally pedestrian (curiously) note the load… but then there’s that 24/7 car wash that each time he pass stare as: what this darling on?
'don’t worry,’ think blondyn, 'got this.’
he mean the sleep bags. true, he do. and tho knowing flow of night ever beyond him, trust spirit, heart, mind, only due to prove
while wash-crew idly watch on @ his immediate right, taxis cars wick'ly tear by on his immediate left, where West Side Highway fly urban circulation & beyond it, Intrepid War Ship
Intrepid War Ship — a once WWII Fighter, now Sea Air & Space Museum NYC. no matter what street he opt for ZZZ at, blondyn always make sure to catch his peek
Intrepid, he think, have to be, and be to be and be to be, and tho w/ his moments, he remember Intrepid good times hard times all in flux
“Of all the trees we could’ve hit, we had to get one that hits back.”
J.K. Rowling
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and tho we still full-on rattled of the blows do believe it knocked the most us str8'n up from negative-below zero
o how so? (i know—i know—right?) like here this wanna be lick of mojo go again — blondyn taking his morning skinny-dip into oceanic fantasy for a freestyle flicker of seismic frolick. (u know the routine)
o yes. from right about here now, he’ll go on yarning some yearning of dreamy dispellings til swinging a left turn all-a-suddenly and unconventionally-like go—
now hold up a sec babe— (ॐ) reflect / check the rep —
we still here? bent on progress? working with that help create a change in the worldkinda mindset? am i writing to u right this sec in the flesh? well … u knew this herein thing twixt us was never no outright overnight kinda go… life ∞ love a flow to grow, but must be nurtured responsibly + healthily every every every step of the way… (every every every)
yes yes — will readily admit to being guilty as the next cat of the crime of the centuries but you betcha we’re still bent on working aspiring flying to improve our fitness right along the Ӕternal Test. yes yes — ongoing as it ever had been, but a definite newness — (stage?phase?fantasy?(i know—i know—right?)) of the commitment hath happened … (happening herein)
a tree w/ roots gotta to dig deep unto the Mind Heart Spirit of what we be (both ugly / beauty) in order to unearth the spectrum most completely + heal properly via Discovering Attaining Perfecting the Self most true…
transcend unto the purpose for which you were born to bloom
eureka! to the dawn of newfangled becoming — a zestful season of lively featured via the herein premiering…
anticipate vigor — surprisings — current + psychological events, dash’d of cinnamon & glittery fixings — all of which be determined to fountain of youth unto your own spring of uniquely budding nature.
limitless ecstasy be yours for wielding / yielding forth — only practice practice practice as to how u best access access access and become one @ peace w/ the embracing of the beauty that can and will be this very moment, if only u take the time to acknowledge the fine line of ordinary | surrealism that = existence.
p.s.
just to explain – last 3 days been several eternities of some unspeakable unbelievable unholy depression (like scintillating yikes major) however, rebounding back aim’d on sustaining the level resolve of relaying by the life ∞ love channel ( blondyn.com ) whenever the vein of meaning hit most profound