testing… testing… is this thing on?

coming out of a 12 plus hour sleep bender where i had some fantastic dreams about some friends parents having a grand opening to sell a store full of knickknacks. real piney woodsy and either east texas or california redwood style. lots of jeeps. lots of people i knew. as close to heaven we come perhaps, the back of our subconscious?

decided in writing just then, gonna try and not lie in the least:.. see if the karma changes. see if it all comes back around to me brighter.

i am around. knocking it down. 3days back into really working out and curbing the gluttony of roman gods that we do. grapes fed to us by bronzen women and wine by the barrelfull.

get it together man! feel like im still dreaming. heads heavy as outerspace minus the weight.

still thinking about the visuals in kanye wests runaway video. just kinda brilliant, that’s all. woods. fire. piano. ballerinas. just dug it.

that’s enough.