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
Geographically
That Was
As Close
To
Out Of This
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.
I'll Deal With You.
You Deal With The Father".
Yeah.
A for sure.
Out
Of
Any Thang
Out
Of
Any Thang
Regarding
Any
And
All
Perceived Norm.
Any
And
All
Perceived Norm.
It was at that time.
Speaking
With
Speaking
With
Rabbi Jesus.
Where my entire being
Transcended
To
Complete Automatic.
Clearly.
To
Complete Automatic.
Clearly.
It was out of my hands.
I was nothing more
At that point
In
At that point
In
Time
Than an instrument.
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.
