If it is yellow When it comes to early frost Don't ever eat it
Stretched out between two trees in a park, I lie supine in my multi colored net hammock. Gentle breeze and swaying motion, in the torrent of historic buffoonery. Fear, greed, and graft all playing out in plain sight. I've made my #matrix into my bed so I must lie in it too.
With one single look I saw the coming rapture We would soon capture
A Scroll Threw Life 