CTEBEH

you gotta take a picture of the painting i sent at your earliest convenience. i never captured the final image.

I worked directionless on it.

Love ya,

KZ

Is it ok for me to love you in a heterosexual way? Because that's what it feels like.

I think I'm going to write a poem about you... for the sake of being an asshole.

"His name was Steve and he was cool
I thought about life and said what the fuck
Same day different shit is what I thought
But Steve made me look like a fool (or maybe a tool)
So today I celebrate the day I was born (even though it's not my birthday)
And tomorrow I tell myself death is her spot
But yesterday promised that tomorrow was a liar
And everything evened out on the spot like a rock
Even is all and all is even, that's not profound, but neither is Steven
Love works like clockwork a tick away from awesomeness Buddha tribe
For what ever reason I love to speak jibberish-jibe with the vibe
Lately I came to a certain confusion
I ate an apple and came allover myself
I came into the enemy's illusion... he was an elf and felt sorry for himself
I came and came and came because I was horny
I'm sorry I suck at poetry but that's the end of the story"
am i rite?

OUR HEARTS SHOULD DO THIS MORE
by Hafiz
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I sit in the streets with the homeless

My clothes stained with the wine
from the vineyards the saints tend.

Light has painted all acts
the same color

So I sit around and laugh all day
with my friends.

At night, if I feel a divine loneliness,
I tear the doors off Love's mansion

And wrestle God onto the floor.

He becomes so pleased with Hafiz
and says,

"Our hearts should do this more."

Thank you for being a friend. we would be like the the golden girls, you know, if we were girls, and white.

Revealed to the under-man, and on the contrary, believing the secret of the over-man becomes keen in an obtuse obstruction of verbose morality. VERBOSE MORALITY! ONLY ART CAN SAVE US! Ahhh......

Hey there Buttercup, hope you can traverse the void to visit us sometime, there is something to be experienced in these wide skied wastelands and barren miles of rusty dusty desert.

love
RZ

you have one friend, and it's me, that sure is swell.

I just wanted to fill in this stupid space with something other than what was there.