Blessings Disguised

Precognitive images

Kept to myself

Instead, I fall for all of the five cent questions being spat out there for me to come up with their answers at my earliest convenience

Thus, honesty becomes the most convenient policy, not by any means the best one, apparently...

Stop for a half of a second to ask yourselves honestly if the mouths that have shat out all of my shit-ball scrutinizations are attached to essences that even give a fuck at all

Answering "no" at any time within the duration will more than likely result in your fall

From wherever

whatever

it was that you were in the process of achieving

It's a damned good thing that so many of us are already up to no good to begin with

The ones that should be able to discern where they will end up landing from the mother fucking jump!

Ones that should have consulted a few different camels before deciding which adulterous tramps they allow to hump them

Like Lays potato chips, not many can only eat one

In fact, orgies always end up somehow being great fun by the time they get around to logging their experiences in their little black books

The repercussions of their absent-mindedness become the very incidentals that they should have already covered their own asses with via paper and blackened ink

Personally, I have to start writing my own

shit down long before my mind gets around to reminding my brain that its  their turn do do all of the thinking

It always denies it anyway

It tries to say that their turn came and went already

yesterday or the day before

Blatant bullshit takes them to the door and drops them off with no wallet

No food

No explanation

No keys

It even steals the welcome mat to take and add to its unique little collection after inspecting it to make sure that it doesn't have fleas

Forcing them to lie in the beds that they helped making

Blanketless

No form of protection other than the miracle of being alive(which is seldom ever aknowledged as being protective at all)

The sickness in yoiur soul from being without your own vehicle becomes your drive to stick around and face the music

The songs that you cannot even get a head start to create while you wait

Because it comes from out of the shadows that are darker than the witching hour with its painted skies

In all of their star-crossed, stubborn debating

You are a trooper

Experienced

Ancient

Brilliant

Wise

This aint your first rodeo, Jason

Everytime that you find yourself back in this hood

Later on, not far ahead, you see yourself accepting another blessing in disguise

Never answer the random bantering of unfamiliar whistle-blowers in the outskirts of the crowd

Unless you can tell that they are really coming from within your silence rather than in your immediate atmosphere

Orally

Out loud

Their is a way to remain proud without the assistance of verbal boasting

You must capture and detain that slick little fucker way early on in the game

Its  that little bastard who always wants to brag in your honor when you have never even told it your name...

Precognitive images must be hidden well from beings who are sociopathic by nature...

6/19/2016