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Friday, July 3, 2026

I’m Jean, fucked Jo!? waisted pasted I’m drunk punk gunk! All but the butt of lokes skunks! I’m sooooooo ooooooooooo drunknskunt!

how i am incapitsyed wasted soooòòòòòooooòooooooooooooo drunk kn living being fucked resent , a present

Whom is driving this bus that we are all on!?! The arc of a swerve of the wheels, four, turning,mwho is steering?! To whose purpose!?

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the wheels free wheeling reeling!? the reel turning of the wheel sooo squealing peeling in laughter after bus turned sideways and the engine the coughing gasps pasping sucking up all the air,nsome in pairs, comparing competent!? compentalizing units into where are the drivers, the drive , go in out, and fir what!?!? may be the aim taking pot shots, swerving to miss pot holes the whole lot of them now still alive, waiging to puncture tires, never tiring of the challenge, pressure? no pressure, leisure measure pleasure try treasure buring under road pot holes so messing with feelings of tires on our bus their heads hurt as not allowed to feed them, our souls marching endlessly on soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many man men meny bi gay straight, wait see!? first gotta pee, retire to stalls or urinals on the walls side by standing side so many in all their stance prance dance glance yeah pride chest out craning necks, break a leg, what is this buss we are on!? are all equal!? will there be a sequel!? men finally giving up their seats so the shes sheilas may sit!? waging wars against to not gain , of others sister uncles neices so nice iin Nice of hs France trance be ooooohhhhhhhh open, ourselves know better, not do what hurts to ourselves to each other, another chance to take the lead, not be god, not be cruel or vindictive, love to learn to listen to embrace all our race bury hate, leave not a trace, fallen for sure yes simoui ja from grace if ever there really was such a thing without strings, sooooooooooo man woman men man child girls boys, knickers skirts short blouses t-shirts, jeans denims to suit so man men women body psyce, needs if ever there was ever ' the need ' not put into our heads by soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo man men women children living to turn a head, stop someone in their tracks, pin us full of threads and nail stick-em-us-all manners of both writing pictures videos, memes to turn another buck dollar,mtwo bits, dinero,margent, monaies at always our ecoense, us so ease to of dispense, once usefulness no more to serve their hungry , distorted, mean, wickec, selfish greeds?! as in the past liquor them up, give them beads while stealing all that is fightfully theirs from out from right left, for sure, under their nose!

Wednesday, July 1, 2026

Treatment prescribed: silence, read with your stamp below the post, but no other acknowledgement

Pouring yourself into the moments Stretching time to be present as That presence is the present gift Being here alive responding open Availing ourselves of this time On our nickle and dime with the Rewards going to exceed the price It took to avpchieve this melt This being absorbed in this bit Of living and extending being so Awake when most would not have This pull call tug shove to be Still awake to be awash in the Light of a splendid strawberry Moon crickets lightning bugs Breeze cooling leadt hot time Of the past 24 hours so alive!

Limits limiting limitations limitless limes limey blimey blemish bull bat brute , lemon or limousine, life raft or liver saver , lifetime lifeguard lifeline, lousy or lovely!?

Helping myself to being ready to Last night the second night of The strawberry moon I was outside On deck looking, craning my neck Upwards to see better the fullness Of this splendiferous Summer trumpet Bugle picolo moon announcing the yes Arrival of summer in heat bumidity Unsafe conditions to be caught in Outside except the last two nights Were cool, and to be kool like in The island of Santorini I stayed Up amorous in love lingering long Ing to be fully embraced and tkgether With another that like my self just Like, or alike enough, to share The splendor, the rapture, the ripe Being plucked preened plummed and Plumbed planted seeded greeted yes Loved so tender to my bobes raw so Nobstraw to lay on, pricked poked Pickled in shots of vodka straight No shelter no cover, naked as naked Is yet safe by another spirit as Mine for nature to dine on dish up!

Limit ta ta visit stay okay , not okay, eye visitations, hand man men nip nipple touch hold squeeze please tease ta ta tations senses all sen SAY tons!

Naked isbthe way to allay temptations tontouch when All allowed tomlook but no Not touch so knotted up us Men not resisting able so To know when a d where not Swear irvsweat work up to Out without a lout reach For and if nakec the whole sufuation difused would so Be, not sorint spree ad the Situation would mess frantjc Be!

Tuesday, June 30, 2026

Sunday videos of my art and then later at sunset outside with opal and pink salmon peach clouds on a baby blue sky, and art done in our mud room from the merci scraped off the floor! 6/30/2026 now Tuesday n10: strawberry moon above!

sunniest darkest hours in 250 years not acceprable! a deirable devastation leafi g to drlirious delusiobal dampening of our colkective spirits! Tony 6/30/2926 Thesday 4:41pm now