And especially the tyrannical ocd compulsive " you gotta have positive energy" lot are so fuse blown retardant....
of all true sublime never mind pleasure...
And the actual positive vibes, of being the actually luckiest exact cohort in history - nobody before not to come even if theyre so smug cos of their spiritiually ashramist muvva who they saw through age 2 1/2 but couldnt get a word in all that crystaline bullshit in her shit making her scream of ecstatic self harm, just having a poo
(remember that word pic tomorrow now we've actually three years on started at the beginning)
But the more pleasure than one can ever dream of... in fact could never dream of..
... from fourty five years ag i taught my self learnin's by listening....living in every space in between certain people's words.......
just existing in those spaces and sneakily ice pickin away at their temple of sometimes something seeking the gold, of who's fake and whom not....
but there was no way i was ever going to even see her face.... from the time i first put her on the record player...
never ever
fourty years every strained moment in her great record she's lived in mine
unseen, just every pause heard for what it is ....
real art and honest poetry
No wankin' MTV
And because i was looking to share her with her equal...
I mean it was impossible... never in a million years.... to go back FHD into the exact moment which was the moment...
That fourty years has vibrated within....
which you were never ever going to see...
But when you do..... the feeling of something way beyond mere patience something as impossible as the fun of her...
The poor 'all, is here so.. now'...generation can never even imagine.... what a feeling worth tolerating a whole boring life
is.
