Note the Sunlight passing Under the Steel.

Note the Painting On The Wall, the Fingers in your Eyes, the Lump of Coal in your Chest.

Note the birds that fly through handy corridors in the Sky.  Do they mean anything to you?  Is your nose buried in the Dust Of Life, to the extent that you have lost the meaning of "atmosphere"?  "Sky"?  "Vision"?

Is your life a consequence of the Rules & Regulations of others, or is your life a Dance to your own Inner Drum?

Funny questions, huh?  Bet you have some funny answers.

DARK: "Think Montana". 

When I think "Montana", especially Northern Montana, where it lies under the Safety Belt of the 49th Latitude, I think "Very Dark".

Northern Montana is one of the Darkest Places in the US of A that I have traversed.

It actually makes your skin creep.

I won't even venture this one until I've hired a Funk-o-Matic Rap City Translator.

Any applications seriously considered.

"STAY RAW" - DKOY, EFERT, SWX, SUMO, TARS, AGE, SET, PZES.

When I order Sushi, I usually go for "cooked".  But then, I'm just a Psycho White Devil, experimenting with Saliva.

Another message from "Remote Viewing" - between the boxcars.

Thanks.

And Goodnight.

CO-ONE?  Co-dependant One?  Carbon Monoxide One?  In Care Of / One?  "One Is The Loneliest Number" that you'll ever do.

Comes back to haunt you on occasion.

Even if you iron out your dreadlocks.

SC.

Simple Child.

It's alright Mama,

I'm only Feedin'.