::01:14:08::

::: Ain’t :::

See --
Everybody’s talkin’ about being filled up and
grabbing books flying around and shoving them in the back of their skulls cleaning out the brainstem string and smiling,
and everybody’s crawlin’ up to these pinball-lit screaming statue motherf*ckers to be Fulfilled, you know -- Filled up, enlightened sainthood with magic secret formula karma this and that while the television sends the War to its room to hide and talks at ‘em and tells ‘em to buy this book, this half-religion magic potion.
Oprah moans and claps, Man and that’s all right with Me, See -- but I ain’t got no money in my pockets, (and as strange as the Church has been now and again) their book is Free, Man, so I got that -- but they’re ain’t no journey and no best-selling books to buy for that journey ‘cause there is no money and I guess I’m a Zen master already, (and isn’t that the truth.)

Written by: ~ Sam France