Ryanindaswamp / Man In Da Street

The Day The Circus Came To Town



Lord Say.

You Walkin With Me.

You   Walkin   With   Me.

Ain't Bout Da 89%
Nothin Bout Da 99%.

You

Walkin

With

Lord God All Mighty

Da Mack Daddy
Of
All Mack Daddy's

You Straight Up On Da 100.

If Your Slanted Soul
Is
Lucky Enough.

Your Shameful Spirit
Ready To Expel
On
A
Mystical Poof.

The Sheppard
Will Find You.

Lead You
To
HIS
FATHER.

The Journey
Of
The Son Of Man
Commences.

Back Roads
And
Alleys
Lead
To The Kingdom.

Years
And
Years
Of
Caverns Dark Serene Nite's.

Transcending Galaxies
In
Fourth Dimensional
Metaphysical
Abstract
Time Particles
Less Than
A Nano In The Actual
Tick
To
Tock.

The Incredible
My Bad's
Cleansed
To
A Place
Of
Nothing
More
Than
Black Smoke
Billowing Out
Your Right Nostril.

Expelled With
More Un Conscious
Propelltion Than
A

Mach 2, 4000°F, 4 s Duration Plume

Out

The Ass End

Of 

An 

Apollo Space Rocket Engine.

The Realization

Of

The 

Awakening

Does Not Hit

One Conspicuously.

Until Both Former

Earth Bound

Feet.

Are.

Clear

Da Fuck

At

The Kingdom Door.

In A Somewhat 

On Da Precipice

Moment in my life. 

Alone In It All

On The Dark Side.

In A Place 
Geographically 

That Was 
As Close
To
Out Of This

World As Possible.

I looked up at one point.

I stated out loud.

"Jesus.
I'll Deal With You.

You Deal With The Father".

Yeah.

A for sure.

Out
Of
Any Thang

Regarding 
Any
And
All 
Perceived Norm.

It was at that time.

Speaking
With 

Rabbi Jesus.

Where my entire being 

Transcended 
To 
Complete Automatic.
Clearly.

It was out of my hands.

I was nothing more 
At that point 
In

Time 
Than an instrument.

Guided by

The 

Supreme One.

I do my utmost best to

Remain in that existential

State of being.

On a daily tick to tock.

My preferred mode of transportation.

I was 12 years old.

Just down a couple of streets
From my house in 
Da Hood 
Was an
Old Major League 
Spring Training Stadium.

My Dad would take us when
The Minor League 
Was in town.

Then once a year.
The Circus 
Would parade into town.

This one particular year my second
Oldest Brother' friend chaperoned
me to the Circus.

My Dad explained 
To Howie 
To not
Even for
A second
Take his eyes
Away from me.
Watch me at all times.

See.

Dad On Top Of It.

I liked to sit at the very 
Top of the bleachers.

After a period 
Of time
I became bored.

To put boredom
To bed.

I would climb
All the way down
The bleachers 
Via 
The steel support rods.

Balance Like Da Cat.

So.

We're up on the 
Top bleachers.
All into the circus.

Then it happens.

I'm hit with a gust of wind
In the guise of boredom.

I begin my descent.

Three quarters of the way down.

My un tied shoe lace on my right
Foot becomes entangled with a beam.

I reach down with my left hand
Holding on with my right hand.

Balance does that
See Ya Bye.
Einstein.

Free falling.

I believe in some way
Through 
My un conscious  
I coordinated precisely
To make hard contact
With every steel beam
On the way down.

Of course not 
A 
'Soul' 
To witness
This wayward
Act of torturous flight.

Banged up.
Scratched up.
A Bit worse 
From 
Wear and tear.

I Stand up.
Dust myself off.
Make my way back up
The bleachers 
To my chaperon Howie.

Sat down.
Like nothin happened.

We walk home.

Dad is pulling up as we
Hit the front step.

Popz walks up.

Takes one peep at me.

Tell's me to turn around.

Gives me the once over.

Looks over at Howie:

"I told you not to take your eyes off of him".

It was at that point.

That day. 
The Circus Came To Town.

Where everything 
Began 
To 
Truly 
Make sense.


Now. On To The World. 


Only on Da Bus.

At my position 
Up
Front
Doin that subtle
Surfers lean
Staying erect
Against the 
Right front
Wheel Well.

Next stop.

An Old Man.
With a walker.
A cane.
On Old Vietnam Army Hat.
Boards the bus.

He takes a seat upfront
Opposite me.

We start yakkin.

Old Beat Up Man
Starts tellin me about
His Service regarding
South East Asia.

A Marine Sargent.

'Sarge' 
Goes into detail regarding
His Cambodia Mission.

Actually common knowledge
To Marines who had the
Opportunity to serve in 
Cambodia.

A country that 
Even
Up till
This day 
The
United States Government
Still denies 
Any 
U.S. Military
Presence in country.

'Sarge' goes on about
What exactly his 
Marine 'Units' Mission 
Was.

Again.

Common knowledge
Shared by every Marine
Who served in Cambodia.

Daily mission forward.

Escort
'Poppy' Production'
From Harvest
To 
Heroin
Across
The 
Border
Into
Vietnam.

Final Destination
Of
The 
'Black Tar'
Bought
And 
Paid
For
By 
U.S.
Military
Personnel.

This 
En devour
Was Bukoo$$$$
Profitable.

The Cartel.
As It Were.

The Honchos
Behind this Bustillion
Dollar producing business.

Headed
Heavily Handed
Controlled
Profited 
From
By
Our One 
And
Only
United States of America'
C.I.A.

In fact.

Quite a few
'Spookz'
Still enjoying
Their many
Bustillions
Back
In
South East Asia Today.

Oh No Mr Swamp!
Say It Ain't So!

It Is Oh 
So Sadly So.
Yeah 
I Know Slappy.
I Know.

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So.

In other World Newz.

Putin Gone.

Putin Back.

Speculation off the wire.

Vladdy

You Bare Chested
Russian Renegade.

Whats You Doin?

Honestly.

From what I have heard.

Vladdy 

A 
Very 
Big fan 
Of
Da Swamp

Reads it 
Off da wire.

Da Swamp comin clean.

Vladdy

Decided to journey 
Down
Here 
To the desert.

That's all I'm gonna say at this point.

Yep.
Bank It.

Right Under
Da
Damn
'Spookz'
Nose.

That's it.
No more.



Vladdy   Moose   Mount Lemon  Lake   Tucson Arizona

Yo.

Vladdy.

You Know Da Number Dude..

Hit Me Up
Any
Time
Bro.

Ryan. Out.