I'm Here

There is a way in the air today. Muscles release their acid and a fine tuned machine is formed. I gave way to chiropractic, but it is gone now. Writing is challenged by a lack of connection to anything. I debate whether to face those who hate, but I find that I rest here. As I view the news, I see a man singing karaoke with their call letters on. I am placid. DUCK DYNASTY coming through STONER last night at the Otter Saloon. He was sweet and gave me a ride home in a taxi. He said that he just wanted me to get home safe. Hell's Angels is now back in the bar business. Don't hate the state. Find the POLICE CHIEF guilty. I guess you all can't talk about me so openly in community anymore. Police brutality is your scene. Have fun with the reprocussions of Muncie, Indianapolis, and here. Beatings of cops will receive millions of hits on YOUTUBE. Maybe it just starts with a homeless Vietnam vet who 3 of you try to jump in the first place. There is law beyond law, and we reached it last night. A service dog in a bar is the ultimate in constitutionality. A world traveler who even had his own credit cards. Buddhist penetration in this zone. ZEN is now understood completely by MONK CLIFF.