Nothing Ever Really Ends

Love based reasoning


This is an improvised poem


My Gods live like a Billionaire who has no nationality and is above all laws, including the laws of nature and God.


One minute after dawn, He walks from his big awesome bed to his patio. It's a nice day. Whatever that means to you.


He drinks a long cup of Green Lovely Clear Perfect Coffee Drops of the Nectar of Pure Eternal Eternity


I write very good


I love having fucking sex


I am a good god


White Men are the Best!


I am about to Give you a Good Life,

I am Going to A nother place on the Planet Earth

I am a Car and a Bus and a Train and a Road and a Field of Grass and a Farm House and a Hot Sexy 41 year-old white lady from Ontario, Canada









The End


but do not worry or anything like that


because Nothing Ever Really Ends