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[_soap_]

Here we are, four in the morning, contemplation is conquering
no job, no man, nothin to contemplate. wheres the love?
Wheres the log? Whats the lure? Whens the load?
My calling hasnt called in a while...wheres that at?
I can feel the rain bringing inspiration
wish it would come a little faster
havent had that in a while
the piles of drawings at sam's are all wrong
the piles of drawings at sam's are all moving
usually im really happy, gliding through life on a burning chariot
sometimes i fall off and get really depressed
this is neither
the emptiness is freaking me out

if you have one talent and it goes away
does that mean youve lost everything?
maybe that is the pain of writers block

yoga is my salvation
yoda is my salvation

I want to dance for someone
in that certain way

yumm

I want to let my cat in but im afraid if i open the door that man in the shadows will come in too

hey now it's 420, still got that