I don't want it stirred by the heat of the sun,

beaver,
stripped bare and shipwrecked here in ghostly, grisly, earthly remains.
it's been a creepy jouney;
from start to finish:

beaver, inflated.

beaver, deflated.
and now:

more talisman amulet thunder is comin' up-
who wants to call dibs on the beaver jaws???
email me for first choice on the new beast-bits.

not that i'm speakin' completely autobiographically,
but,
there's no point freakin' out when things look bleak.
you either make moves to deal with it,
or ride the downward spiral to down-and-out guttersville.
i'm tellin' you ninjas,
hurl heaps of hottness and hot fire head-on headlong at hard-hearted haters.
hurt them.
fortune favors your boldness, kid.
just remember;
god hates a coward.
my dad told me that the other day.
i don't know about any one true god,
but i DO know that berserker barbarian battle-beasts do NOT bring the weak-sauce to the table.
they bring the thunder.
and these thunderclaps go to eleven.
life worth living starts with living.
and the worthiness comes from the choices you make.
i choose to spit the truth-be-told furious fuego.
i choose the harder way as the smarter way
( i choose the wrench, too)
i choose to do the right thing. every time.
my corazon is a furnace,
my mind is a magnesium flare,
and my blood is napalm.
hot fire is all that i'm oozin'.
save the b!tch sap for the cookie-cuttin' sodapants seahorses who refuse to even try to be dope.
that's what i'm talking about.

just be dope.
repetition.
just be dope.
reiteration.
just be dope.
reinforcement.
just be dope.
refusal of restrictions.
just be dope.
righteous rebuttal.
just be dope.
right action,
researched reaction,
realistic realization.
recognized recalcitrant really-realness.

masterwork mantra masquerading as overbearing out-of-step outcry.
JUST BE DOPE
on the ones, my ninjas.
louder, and harder.
believe it.