Don't Live A Half Life. And Call It Living.
in my ground zero truth comes easily more life floods as spectrums and spirals intimate deep pools of no wholes barred, the soft swollen tsunami of a loved life so fiercely warmed, in return you feel a tender steaming grace rise, hot, long, strong, as this wild earth ignites more sweet mofo fire seeds crack as shoots rise from this vast dark palette divine come on and spread our bloody boney soil that blooms a core strength, an unknown coming of devilled beauty in holy infectious kindness then get off your inspired face, your sweet delicious ass and dance those creative seeds awake, alive, to fruition