this funny story

oh man you know how she go i did find this one recently had been hidden for a while

so it goes the man walks down the road in the shoes and the suit and the hat thats flat on top and not round
in between the green grass

the ground breaths like purple meat and orange meets the clear blue sky of trust(which was once white)

you know how this story goes, i found it in my attic once it had been hidden for a while

don't get addicted to words I always said so I probably hid it from myself and then boom i find it and it reads nothing like I remember

the great reminder shines better than a seals belly in shiny conditions

smiling my face isnt burning and neither are my open teeth or open throat

this isnt surprise nor expectation

how's this story go now?

ready to be through

and done

undoing the undone and reinstating the states estate, making statements about the factual
directly zooming and booming running and gunning this is what truly has me coming undone

i'll listen better and burn slower, stop completely and glide uniquely
om to the homage and homage to the om
word to the mother, words from the other

taking sides and sliding ill
this will takes nothing more than a bad egg cracked and scrambled processed and fried and starched and restarted, rebooted
this new Nintendo thing works

proportion purports
sickness distorts
stay for the entire dance performance, stand up perk up

sit the fuck down and listen to your ass pains in the seat of shame
shameless beginnings
remember
"silly brother" says the pink fairy looking down from above she has pink hair with shiny details brown eyes and brown skin

"this isn't a dream, and i'm not a fairy, there isn't anything scarier than smoke posing as a fairy"
now that's fairly odd for a fairy to say about dream of pink smoke sharing shiny details of origins

I've already forgotten.

Two steps back is twenty seven feet, and a new unobscured view of oblivion. Unobscured isn't a word.

Illuminated view of Oblivion, without fear, and fear silently creeping and still able to hear silence I said the words "Oh hey can you help me out, I get it now, this is death and I'm fucked for guidance unless you help, you've got my ears eyes nose and full devotion of body and non-body alike, ill listen and I won't forget"

Instantaneously vivid black smoke appeared on the horizon of nothing about 100 feet in front my nothing eyes and i opened my nothing mouth to gasp in nothing but pure awe awesome.

Approaching the smoke it turned in on itself slowly crept back into nothing dullness and back out into nothing clarity, no light but detailed beyond belief, and I approached it's nothing edge and began to see images of me myself and the imagined pictures of what and who I am in the recent nothing 2 or 3 years appear and I instantly recognized this as okay but I still began to weigh the consequences.

"I'm going to disappear" i said

and I heard my breath

"Will I die?" i asked

and I heard my breath

"I should ask someone about this in real fake life so I can better understand fake nothing approaching fake nothing smoke fizzling into who knows what."

and so i woke up.