BIO - A DAY IN THE LIFE OF THE SEEMINGLY UNIMPORTANT BROWNVILLIAN ARTISTICUS RIDICULUS : WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME? MY THOUGHTS ARE ALL SCREWED UP. I CAN'T REMEMBER BEING A CHILD ONLY ONCE IN THIS LIFETIME. I FACE THE BIGGEST CHALLANGE TODAY AND EVERYDAY FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. MY FAMILY AND FREINDS HAVE GATHERED TO DRINK IN HONOR OF THE WEEKEND SEEMS TO HAPPEN EVERY SO OFTEN. THEY TALK OUT LOUD AS NO ONE IS LISTENING. I CAN REMEMBER LIVING AND PAINTINGS SIMOSTANIOUSLY AND DRINKING AS I WAS WALKING ACROSS THE BORDER MUST OF BEEN THREE MAYBE FOUR IN THE MORNING FOR I FELT THE DARKNESS AND THE HUMIDITY BURNED A HOLE IN MY NECK. I HAVE TWO DOLLARS AND WALK BELOW THE MOON, HEY THERE MY GOOD FELLOW QUIET THE TAQUACHES DOWN THE ROAD SEEM TO KNOW WHO I AM. HEY THERE FLACO WHERE YOU GOING NOW. INTO THE DREAM WHERE I ALWAYS GO. I AM PLEASE TO ANOUNCE TODAY MAY BE THE LAST TIME I SMOKE THIS CIGARETTE. EVER BEEN THERE, OF COURSE YOU HAVE. AINT HAPPY TO BE BUT I CAN TELL THE TRUTH THE MATAMOROS, BROWNSVILLE BORDER AND DISORDER CAPTIVE AND REPRESENTATIVE OF WHAT CONSISTENTLY WE CALL HOME AND CULTURE HERE BY EXCLUDE THE USE OF WELFARE AND FOODSTAMPS A VICTIM OF THE LAST, WHAT MAY I CALL IT IF NOT INCLUSIVE MUMBO JUMBO MINUMUS WAGEIOUS, NO THANKS FOR THE WARNING BUT YOUR STARTING TO SOUND A LITTLE BIT NAUSEOUS CATIOUS AND COWARDLY DIVINE. THERE FOR SENTENCING EVERYONE TO FREEDOM , HAVE A LITTLE BIT MORE TO THINK WELL DON'T HAVE TO TELL YOU TWICE , PUNK WAS THE WORD, AND ACCEPTIONAL IN THE ARTISTIC SEMICONDUCTIVE WAY OF EXPRESSING THE HERE AFTER AND THE SUBCONSIOUSNESS BITTERNESS OF THE WORLD , YET WE THANK AND HOPE TO GOD IN BECOMING SENSLESS FOREVER MORE , YATA YATA YATA...MUST OF HAPPEN SOMETIME THIS SOON. FOR NOW I KEEP THE BRUSH IN THE SUIT CASE FOR I AM PACKING FOR MY NEXT JOURNEY AND TRIP INTO THE PLATFORM OF THE UNKOWN.........
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