Think tanks with closed minds.

Had missed unknown facts.

Christ is the spine.

My secret dialogue is a map.

You're quite lucky in fact.

For I'm in the mood to share some of my scraps.

Here........

Crumbs to all my students, enemies and celery....


I've wrecked melody.

Thus you won't remember me.

HOW can you waste my energy if u can't stand next to me?

You can't produce YOUR Actions in front of me.

Oh how you look like ***** to me...


  You can't keep up mentally.

Huh? Oh I see.

They're reading this for the laughs...

so what's a pen without the craft? 

 True power cannot be achieved by fighting over the animals in the zodiac.


My mind OVERSTANDS all of that.

My actionable impulse......


to act when I can't relax.

I work hard but try harder to travel beyond that.

To those who made it this far.

We've maintain visual contact.

This construct.

It's illogical to add all my poems up.