RequiemforaSoul(dom male){BlueBabyGi}

Bacon, Idolatry and other such Sacrilege.

Sometimes my mind forgets that it’s encased inside my skull.

Ramblings, stories and random absurdity brought to you from the writer of “1001 Uses for Hoarded Toilet Paper” and “I’m Willing to Bet $10 Jesus Christ was from Outer Space” and many other books, papers, and requisition forms you’ve never heard of. Read at your own personal peril, laugh a bit, cringe a lot and visit often!

“I don’t know where Im’a gonna go when the volcano blow.”

4 years ago. April 25, 2020 at 12:39 PM

After the eruption of emotion; Anger, Sadness, Excitement, Lust, Pain, Love; all scorching the palette of human consciousness. When that molten hot mental landscape finally cools into a singular solid mass of focused concentration; that's when poetry subsides.

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RequiemforaSoul​(dom male){BlueBabyGi}

Bacon, Idolatry and other such Sacrilege.

“I don’t know where Im’a gonna go when the volcano blow.”

RequiemforaSoul(dom male){BlueBabyGi}