Wine and Weed, and old songs

 Just some Shit and Giggles

 Well hell Iam 43 years old and poor as hell. Yet I am smiling and having a good time. At least my pecker works. I eat rich tho, it seems the Rich pay big for the poor man’s cuisine. Its all about the Augmentations, learning the ratio of Spices. Strange when you think about it, Cajun is just a poor mans supper, throwing everything in the pot, because there aint nothing else to do.  Hell Sushi, now thats really being strapped for cash, hell they cant even afford to cook the dam thing.

  Hell my prayers seem more human any more, they seem real. Iam just thankful for being happy and sound. I thank Yahweh for his presence in my life. I know this because I still have hope. I’ve seen people with out it. you can scream at him, he aint going to send you to hell for getting him up.

 Today, Iam going to roll one up and just listen to spring. Might Even go and buy a bottle of wine. Listen to some bluegrass or Irish shit kicking music. But today, Iam going to pray for this fucked up country, again! lol

 May you realize poor man, that the rich will pay any price for your taste and he knows quality, and it comes with time. Tomorrow Iam going to roll one up and chill for a while. Might even pray.

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