having dreams...

i dream.
just not that often.
because with full moon lunacy looming
over the skies and eyelids of the warrior world,
r.e.m. deep-dozing isn't on the menu.
not that being awake can't produce some things;
just that sleeplessness is not a vision quest.
for real,
insomnia does not count as a druidic shaman-magic
hallucinogen for lucid imagination explosions.
just sayin',
i have a dream.
ironic, yeah, that i'd have one today-
when most folks are observing a holiday
for a dreamer and a mover and a shaker, all-in-one;
my dreams are far more realistic, and less altruistic.
in fact, i'd say there's no idealism to be found anywhere in my
night times and mindscapes....
what's my dream, then?
or rather, my dark-out daydream, birthed from the frontal lobes
of a previously sheep-counting abacus of a psyche?
i have a dream,
that all of y'all will go to
ZEROHEAVY.COM
and buy a bunch of sh!t.
that's right, duders.
the site is live, and ready for consumerism to take root
like an infectious outbreak of 'buy it now' zombieism.
doo-doo that e-commerce-type sh!t.
make a mutha-lickin' dream come true.
wordimus prime.
it's not like you don't wear t-shirts, after all.
why not rep your favorite woodsly warrior's
brand new heaviness?
hard-styles and stylish hardness, loud and fresh like,
for your face (or torso).....
get on it, ninjas.
(that's what she said)
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did i mention that my homeboy anthony ,
a fellow firearms enthusiast and lumberjack, to boot,
made some full-moon moves and axe-warrior-chainsaw style
slaughtered the precariously leaning spruces in my front yard?
well,
he did.
and the cords of brush i've got to get busy burning are making me anxious.
for really real.
i am a lucky man to have helpful heroes save the day.
day after day after day, it's the active participants
and presentable persons of interest that make it all possible.
i am truly blessed to have the hottness and the friendship of my
peoples and their peoples and all of that.
thank goodness for the good folks of the woodsly goodness.
i'd be lost without 'em.
thank you, too, for supporting my endeavors.
dream on,
and please,
exit through the gift shop;
never quiet, never soft......