What was it again? Jeez. I had to sit and guess last time.

Yeah, I suppose. I'm still way self conscious for a major role in the Truman Show.

I don't know I haven't really been on the internet much. bi***es and bastards in my past just waste my connectivity for some reason. Not denial of service, denial period. Don't take me seriously. I have had dsl for a while now.
It's just that in the past - it wasn't really me. Like Dig?

My pens keep running out of ink. Keep your wiggers crossed, my rap career is looming large cause I just lost all my instruments.

I started by being an ass puppet in the darkest jungles of the world. The flame
that was passed to me was thousands of years old, Lemurian, via Ethiopia.
Thanks to my fan club, if I take your tmeperature, I'll probably give you one,
but they will get theirs in the fullness of time.

Too many to list, boring as it sounds.

I like the cobbles of the 'spanish steps.'

Anything I can get my hands on.

hollow grams
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i'm not as smart as i think i am
yet know far more than i think i do
in every snare of thought thus caught
can only guess who turns, this screw

evolution begins with the end
and like it's birth again emerges
where is hidden this kingdom's trigger
if not submerged in these oblique urges

this muddy motor, this desperate drive
needs analytic linguists to catalyze and thrive
it's not about the taught tabus
that's the cover - it's a splendid ruse

to kindle fires transcendent
all must surely stir their stars
the lords no longer need their horses
they've now got motor cars

my holy books the oldest yet
your incomplete mistranslations lie
and now you know the right man's folly
as antique nations slowly die

a madman kills to prove he's right
a despot kills to prove his might
a zealot kills to prove his worth
peaceful men rare walk this earth

she's just a kiss away from waking
she's just a cock away from crone
she's sleeping on her worldly axis
her princely persian perfect praxis