A mortal asked me why I'm so harsh on mortals, and why are they so different from the Gods.

 

 

Only mortals would allow wisdom and field to exchange place with intellect and dilusion.

 

Only mortal minds battle power to scar generations and dynasty form.

 

Only mortals would allow sexual preference to become a separate race.

 

Only mortals would allow their children to be taught by those who can be bought, or sex for grade.

 

Only mortals would allow chemical warfare to override natural instincts of healing.

 

Only mortals would allow leadership without knowledge of self, to lead the already confused.

 

Only mortals would allow the undisciplined to inherit the Earth.

 

 

So don't ask me stupid questions.

 

It all started on a rainy cornish day. my man musto put me up for the day. the badger rolled a blunt and smashed out, then the blunt started talking to me.

i was looking at it through the clouds of smoke, trying to figure out where it's mouth is at, half trippin' out.

so i took a toke, like 'fuck it, i'm hard' and the smoke hit me like a cannonball.

staggerin down halls, holdin the walls

and to this day i can still hear the blunt talking to me.

as long as i smoke, i will shine like a diamond ring!