This insightfully random piece waS written by my good friend Garry Booth, it has affected my life in a profound way.....maybe youRs neXt. ReAD.

<< So finding the flowers in the field forever, forever. Its time that brings hours ours that shield forever, forever. Its never forever for when we bring the cards too hard to the table. Angry--so angry--to long, its wrong, can it be done? It can't be done, can you be won? Win it, be in it. Roll the dough, take a crowbar, fight leg, make. Roundhorse, roundabout, crazy cats focus dime pinstripes. Collages, tokyo, north pole, big Fuck, you see right messed. Soo go away! My wife is pregnant all together, cry by like a baby lady, maybe a sensi. Baby. Massive attack, attack the rack, rock it up, down, all around, my down road crashes to the ground----Drive me crazy, lazy, warbird crowd, in and out. Out and about, its all about the $ benjamins $. Benjamin, its the end for him, can u render him? You can see, but you can't believe art. You see me, I'am art, canned, peeled, sealed, the real art. >>

---thought so.