Applesauce pudding pops
Little baby jelly beans
Whimsical walnuts
Cherry pie and Boston cream

DREAMIN up the beauty
Dreaming up the feast
Dreaming up the albacore
Smoked turkey, Chicken feet

Grab yaself some ice cream
Dice ya Berries too
Add some funky gummies
Make some Oreo fondue

Woo! Hoo!

Gibber-ish. Gibber some. Gibber jab. Gibber hon.

Gibber here. Gibber there. Gibber every underwear.

Gibber my face. Gibber yours. Gibber along the friendly shore.

Gibber this. Gibber that. Gibber at the your first up bat.

Gibber when. Gibber what. Gibber that wobbly butt.

This is a Gibber. This is quite -ish. Together we shall have some Gibber-ish.

Wrap some words around it.

Tie it in a knot.

Flick it off your fingertip.

Spin it around on a stick with some sort of twine tied around it.

Mark as your own and make it one of a kind.

Spread the soul of your touch in every step. 

Dance backwards. 

Wiggle sideways.

Zip expediently.

Roll trendily.

Create. 

Looking good.

Looking fine.

Feeling great.

Sipping wine.

I like yours.

Do you like mine?

Share a sandwich.

Grab some pine.

Exit onward.

Flow to be. 

This is life.

Nothing’s free.

Were all looking to reach homeostasis. It is quite important to stay balanced. One must constantly be looking to achieve a state of symbiosis and regulation control. As the neurological binding of membranes, plasma levels, and dialectics are effected, we percieve things to be anatomically correct. In the end, we pride ourselves on the fact that we are working towards a goal. The goal is to achieve a steady state. Rock steady.

RaBidDoGzZ | What We Strive To Be

“Freestyle dedicated and inspired by my Muse”

Smushy Tush

Indian Pale Ale. Extra Pale Please. I’m talking Sierra Nevada Torpedoes. Could I get some incognito? How bout with a burrito? Do you feel the wind breeze through your toes? What about the beer as it beautifully flows? Do yo have any woes? Can you feel your foes. Its truly all good. Were drinking beer made from the earth, where the crust touches the inner stuff. This is it. This is drinking I.P.A.’s. Could it get any better, any other day? Probably not.

Its competitive. Its a competition. Get to the finish line. Win! Make it to the top. Beat out everyone. Make sure to come in first. Thrive. Get the prize. Climb the mountain. Gain the advantage. Finish the lap. Hurry! Run! Make it happen! Rock the scene. Taste the glory. DOMINATE!

I woke up with my soul floating. It decided that it was time to go boating. It threw on a rain coat, started up the engine, then began to gloat. It was like placid acid mixed w/ a base. The byproduct created neutralized water. Kind of like taking Tums when you have a stomach ache, the reaction resonated within. This is what happens when your soul floats away. This is what your soul does as you sleep. You’re original. You are unique. Uniquely similar to everything you are not. Love will heal you. It always does.

Once again, I found the resonating reason, for the things I do. I think about it daily. I observe and combine lately. I must return to the basics. If I want to wear my Aasics. Generate the plasma. Fixate upon the rock. Take a swim, deep within, and doodle like a cock. Caaaa Caaaaaw!

Money comes and goes. But bitches ain’t hoes. Hoes ain’t tricks. We never get sick. One thing is true. This, I tell you. A pretty little thang is always worth it (times) x (two) 2.

Modern day Advertising for Abuse in a teen relationship.

Whether physical, emotion, or verbal — is always wrong. Be brave and stop the abuse today.

(As much as I applaud the effort for this AD and Campaign, which is a great thing, this singular example is ridiculous and over the top, blunt, and just geared toward stupid people)