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shit happens... you know... places change... people come... n'go... rrrrrr... all these lost paradises... just left behind... somewhere in the back of my mind... some beautiful dream... from a bountyfool soul... get back jack... remember that rock... the one you use to sit on... always... eternally... well... it remains... it may be hard to find... it may even have been built on... removed... but it remains... believe it or not... picture it... dream it... 'cause it's your landmark... belly bottom... you need it... keeps you in position... balanced with your surroundings... the world... that paved road of ours... you can see what you looking for from it... global positioning system of yours... mission control center of the universe... mister... may i help you find yourself... white ladies first... butter flies... a rock is asexual... or so you heard... i don't buy it... worthless comment anyways... priceless i should say... not to mention... pointless... how can anyone care less... that's why going back is a bless... in relation to that mess... oh... needless to say... les livres de fesses... i confess... that's why... never guess... just follow your instincts... far behind any doupts... countless games of chess... crazyness... enough ness... let me get back to where i went... visit this museum of changes... of my own... find out what deals i missed out on... share the ones i found out about... try to stay focus... true to my feelings... keep leaving things the way i keep finding them... respect them for what they were... praise them for what they became... be happy to sit back on that rock... get energize... be happy to sit... period... to rock or not to rock... rollin' down the river of time... can't step in the same river twice... or perhaps you can... as long as you are happy... i knew it the second i was born... growing up hurts... light is bright... but that's why i had to breath... stay alive to feel and see it... and that's what we do... one way or another... however we can... it makes sense... and doesn't matter... it's almost ridiculous... just like this shit... but it happens... i know... places come... people change... n'stay... rrrrrr... all these found paradises... just right ahead... shit will happen again... n' again...
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