Saturday, December 31, 2016

'The Ground Is Hard'

Cadbury went up to the Tom Thumb convenience store at about a quarter to six this morning...... for a piping hot cup of coffee, he is still sipping on........

Out front was Rick........ a lot of folks may think of him as a bum............        'That old bum'

he has big gnarly hands.... Rick hocked up some flem and spat down in between the side of the building and a pallet of  delicious spring fresh drinking water.... at the main entrance.......

Cadbury asked him how it was going?........ he said it got cold last night and the  'Ground Is Hard'

Rick said he was 65 years old and his birthday is next month......  he does not have his apartment anymore...

since 3 years now......... Rick said the Cops know where he lives in the woods but they leave him pretty much alone... except for sometimes............

Rick told Cadbury he was looking for some cardboard to sleep on.

Cadbury said to Rick he would look around and try and help him find some or perhaps a blue yoga map if that would suffice? Rick said that would be fine.

Cadbury  looked at Rick and  parroted   'The Ground is Hard'   Why that is quite a piece of   'wisdom'  you have there... he squawked......

Wisdom the old man barked........  I have a book of wisdom...........

"The Ground Is Hard"

Monday, December 19, 2016

The Double Talk Man holds an office.

The world is full of NIGGERS........

With all different colors of skin............

Something to prove.........

Yet another disaster...........

The Double Talk Man holds an office.

Sunday, December 4, 2016

No Molestar..... Porfavor.........

Hello window pane.........

Your looking into it right now....... the little one the big with the falling star in it is up above....

The life long dream.

Disappearing from the face of the earth............

Was it ever possible,  genetic goo?

I mean to never have been...........

Describe the sound of sails by imagination.......

A whisking, a flapping a rubbing together of thighs........ in corduroy .......

Its all in the Head.

Centuries that  roar past..........

Time sits amused.

As Guy comes to the bigger part of the experiment.......

He wrote on wafer thin paper......

Vanilla........

Guy means how else would you see the dark ink?

Writing on the wall inside the asylum.........

Peck, Peck, Peck............

No Molestar   ..... Porfavor ...........