Reality
Look motherfuckers,
Thank god this country has a free press, and some of it is actually still honest. I was stoked to see that Faux News posted an 85% approval rating on Bushler’s little fucking syllabic stumble. 85%. It will go down on the caulk board of history. What the fuck do we have to worry about? I know what it is. It’s all you flimsy bitches hang’n round the colleges. You know-it-alls want to tell me that I have to dumb my shit down to a bicycle and hold my breath every other in order to save this here world. Well, I think you just don’t want to work.
If a motherfucker can figure out how to lathe a deuce-deuce, and wrap it in PIRELLI butters, I have every motherfuck’n right in the world, to buy it. And if the universe is endless, then how could it possibly matter, what size my trims are?
That’s what I heard mother nature tell me a few days ago. My Redneck brother spoke to me a proverb the other day as well. He said to me: “You just gotta keep pushing it out the way.”
I’ve mostly never known him on account of us both being such polar souls of similar differences. But then he said what he said, and it made perfect sense to me. It was good and was a connection. He’s been the fighter out of the two of use. It’s the truth. Fight is a macrogene sequence of the fam.
It’s been a hell of a ride for the most of us thus far and that has nothing to say of the world. I thought about it (the world and how it works) for the first time while getting yelled at by an angry waitress in a Sushi buffet in Tucson. It was all pink inside. It was then that I concurrently fell on the opinion that it (the world) is on the brink of manufactured destruction. I have never been politically motivated. Last presidential was the first time I had ever voted. That may be one more than what Snake has done. The difference then as now, is the boy in there mucking it all up. And so, the reasoning for my tardy is this: The beginning of anything is when something else, finds another thing, to be consciously important. It’s called an understanding. A relationship. A bond. it glues the tiniest parts. And It makes up the aluminum-alloy block of billet, that is spun into my trims. This thing also causes the limitless variation. So you see. It all comes around and back again.