Tallon Fassi

Moving on the rip current of hitherto.
Fearfully praying to golden cows.
How to transcend here and now,
past eternity and the veil?
Follow the golden rule
and YOU’LL prevail.

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Glass sheet of silver

dripping with flare.

Verbal gears have rusted;

threads twisted bare.

Two claw marks;

a lesson in being ware.

Judge and Jury;

followed by stoning in the square.

What is fair?

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Dirty mesmerizing monument to capitalism.

Dank paper fliers and Urban Survival Specialist blotch the  sideways.

Not a soul is perceived in a smile unless petitioned in pay.

Perfume peddlers, lure in with muse hypnotic sway

I rise a charmed snake misted in Channel No 5.

Women in pricey garbs;

the satire for an audience of stars.

 

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Where has the dharma gone?

 Flown the way of the Dodo bird? 

Culture is cosmetic how the fuck was I to know,

head deep in the media flow. 

The current of influence; like the matrix

 this MTV generation was born to witness

 the shaping of a fast food nation

Jerry Springer profits from love Haitians. 

 Under harsh scrutinization a

bout my current vocation

 I declare to be part of a separate denomination

a underground philosophy nation of pirates and gypsies and lovers. 

 To find a joint flow which can carry the load

 of a cacophony of conversations. 

Ha. Ha. Forget it.  I’m just playing.

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Swell to be noticed, burn and rive

They know just how to wring out alive

Beggars dot unsightly scene

Theatrics are for those who are green

The beasts are your guardians until it’s time to feed

Run on that trend mill, scratch that cosmetic need.

Scream your crazy, stand your dust

In God we have to trust

Hearts aren’t practical they break, they rust

Tickets for standing where the privilege trot

Pump gas and watch the under class rot.

Words of promise get you through,

Tomorrow the sky will be blue.

But you’ll die alone just wait and see

They will burn your ashes out at sea.

If you have the money smoke the weed

Drink the vodka, ignore the heed.

Got a mirror, gaze inside,

It’s just that guilty western pride.

Don’t understand? Then God damn

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I keep my addictions close.

 Huddle them to my skin, press them tightly in.

 A vice unseen is not a vice at all. However,

  Let them wander, people will stare.  

 Smell my hair, check my skin, run hands down my legs.

 this is not for me.

  Diverging I have become a master

 of deception you see.  

 Paint eyes wide and smile and ply

 myself with distraction.

 Keep a mean game face,

Makeup for pain with a fast pace.

  But betwixt us, I’m just waiting for

 some chemistry of substance.

 I’ll take rosy colored bong hits.

  Most days delegate bullshit and breathe. 

 Use logic like a long stick, to fight of the nitwits.

 Okay probably more shotgun spliffs. 

Regardless, I’m priceless and

suffice it to say, I’ve had some

 man eating ways, that I used to play,

to keep boredom at bay.  My Genesis,

 an epic battle royal,

 on purgatories burning fire, amongst the funeral pyres.

  Give way to all that can be lost,

like the natives we “found”.

Don’t give blankets or rain checks and

Do suspect, everyone, who’s not… right

And by right I mean white, and I gave some

Crackers a fright, by speaking up for what is

Logical and methodical and periodically insane,

In my membrane, I retain the pain of the parting

Bodies.  Divergences to distant planes of

Reality, banality breeds multiple verses, and

Love cruises all who pray at the alter of lust,

And I’m speaking through a layer of distrust

 and holding the baggage of past kids. 

Delegation is an act of God, its not odd to

Want time for prognosis, and take my

Prescription in small does. 

If I keep my addictions close,

 why are you slipping from me like smoke?

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If you could get “High” with any three people, any time in history as we understand it, who would it be?

(PLEASE POST I WILL ADD YOU ANSWERS)

Some who have already answered and discussed:

Summer:

Jimmy Hendrix – Acid

Bob Marley – Weed

Her father – Weed

Eric – “the weed dealing next door neighbor”

Elliot Smith – Herion

His ex-girlfriend – Weed

The Beginning of the Universe ( as we understand it in terms of the “Big Bang”)- on shrooms.

Crystal:

Her HighSchool Crush – On E

Malcolm x – Saliva

A younger version of herself – Weed

 Danni:

Cleopatra – Shrooms

A Dead Bristish Soilder from the American Revolutionary War – Shrooms

Thomas Edision – While he was inventing the light bulb, to see what pops up.  -Shrooms

Tallon

Salivdor Dahi – Acid

Hunter S Thompson – 3 Cables of Columbian Coke

Bob Marley – Weed

Jake:

Einstein – Pipe Tobacco ( as not to fuck with his head)

Steven King- Weed

Hunter S Thompson – Coke

Theo

Richard Finemen? – Weed

Hemmingway – liquior

Frueid – Coke

Jim:

Bob Dylan – (any drug)

Einstein – (any drug)

Hitler – Coke

Courtney – David Chapelle – Newports

Casey – (While eating Breakfast)

Lu Reed – Herion

Bob Marely – Weed

Make and Smoke Pure THC with Einstein

Andrew:

Hemmingway – Whiskey

Hendrix – Acid

Bradely Nole – Herion

My mom:

Margret Meed – Coffee

Paul McCartney – Wine

Harret Beeter Stow – Tea

My dad:

Robin Williams – Speed

John Lennon – Weed

Lincoln – Whiskey Neat

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