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HE BE 1/2YEAR GONE (ALREADY)
HE BE 1/2YEAR GONE (ALREADY)
jezuslord, wee cum here t'paradise t'be
in pleasure forever4ever, &then,o then wha'appens but wee presently de generate, crumble t'ugly & die for getting dead of no no no earthly use or Xistence.......if
Lucky,
be a'spared'o
that
sweet
living
necrosis of watch yr dear bodySelf rot away whilst 'still alive', alive in
st'ill
st ' ill
a s t ill[ness] un'to
amputative disappearance, jus'like
poor Daddy,
at 80, st'ill eXpectin This Life be a beachy Paradise
[of]
singing fucking & wine
even wit kidneys 7yrs gone......sing karaoke sing,
wit yr muscle'wasted body
on eeeeeelectrick scooter, a'waitin'
drunken babes t'be fawning t'suck ye off
one more time
or two or
[1000 woodno be enuf if live live lived to 110] , 'stead
it
cum
down
t'sad months in a sad state in a bedridden rehab-or-wait4dead home
right foot chopped, then
right leg gone
just-in-time for birday 81.......&even wit
all that shitty'diaper
sad'old end hangin'over,
wee had a few laughs.............eye'm so glad to've been able t'be there.......
Love Ye / Miss Ye, y'old fuck, you
______________dkzk_22fbry2012___
[/b]
[/i]~~~~~~Being Here and Now <<<<<<
When we meditate, we relate to that unsettling, ineffable commodity: the present. We train in letting go of thoughts and feelings as they arise, and settle back into the present: that gap between two concepts—past and future—that don’t actually exist. We’re simply being, here and now.
- Pamela Gayle White, "The Pursuit of Happiness" [/i]
jezuslord, wee cum here t'paradise t'be
in pleasure forever4ever, &then,o then wha'appens but wee presently de generate, crumble t'ugly & die for getting dead of no no no earthly use or Xistence.......if
Lucky,
be a'spared'o
that
sweet
living
necrosis of watch yr dear bodySelf rot away whilst 'still alive', alive in
st'ill
st ' ill
a s t ill[ness] un'to
amputative disappearance, jus'like
poor Daddy,
at 80, st'ill eXpectin This Life be a beachy Paradise
[of]
singing fucking & wine
even wit kidneys 7yrs gone......sing karaoke sing,
wit yr muscle'wasted body
on eeeeeelectrick scooter, a'waitin'
drunken babes t'be fawning t'suck ye off
one more time
or two or
[1000 woodno be enuf if live live lived to 110] , 'stead
it
cum
down
t'sad months in a sad state in a bedridden rehab-or-wait4dead home
right foot chopped, then
right leg gone
just-in-time for birday 81.......&even wit
all that shitty'diaper
sad'old end hangin'over,
wee had a few laughs.............eye'm so glad to've been able t'be there.......
Love Ye / Miss Ye, y'old fuck, you
______________dkzk_22fbry2012___
[/b]
[/i]~~~~~~Being Here and Now <<<<<<
When we meditate, we relate to that unsettling, ineffable commodity: the present. We train in letting go of thoughts and feelings as they arise, and settle back into the present: that gap between two concepts—past and future—that don’t actually exist. We’re simply being, here and now.
- Pamela Gayle White, "The Pursuit of Happiness" [/i]
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