Pure Dance

As I sit in my car, Air lightly blowing, Radio playing some Daft Punk, Pipe in my hand (Or lap now that my hands are... indisposed). I read threw my best friends blog. He is a stoner, like myself, Though more Green then I. He talks about how his eyes are like coffin lids. And that he feels (I first put down 'thinks', then changed it to 'feels' because of the power behind that word) that his creativity is more important then blood. That blood washes away, But creativity lingers where it was placed.

That is true in so many ways. Artists are forever known for their work. Weather it be paintings, like the Mona Lisa (Or how ever its spelled, damn French...) Or be it Music, Master of Puppets- Metallica, Will live on forever. Weather it be legal, produced in a studio, under commissions and regulations, Or had it be not so 'clean', Graffiti, Punk Music. No matter time, nor distance, it will go on tell the last person Drops.

And I understand I said Weather in place of whether. I did that not out of neglect, But out of symbolism.

I turn to pack another bowl. This makes 2.

I must fight with it, Because last night, in my haste, I packed the bowl to deep. Thus clogging the holes.

"One more time"-Daft Punk.

Though to most Daft Punk might just sound like Techno, But to true fans, They are storie tellers. They talk about love, discovery, and life.

'One more time' is just another example of thus a song. 'One more time, we are going to celebrate. Oh yeah, All Right, Dont stop the dancing." Not only is it laid with terms of love, but life itself. 'One more time' lets do it again! Lets go have fun! Lets live our life! 'Dont stop the dancing" Dont be afraid to live your life. Dont be scared to do what you want to do. 'you know we are going to do it right, tonight' Love. Not mealy sex. But true Love, Can be expressed in the simplest of things. Dancing. Talking. Eating. We do what we do because we like to. 'Celebrate and dance so free' Do what you want to! Again, Dont let the pressure of the world to overwhelm you.

Daft Punk everyone, if you dont listen to them, You should try it. They have good beats, and hard-hitting lyrics.

In this time, I have taken one hit from my bowl. New song, Nother hit.

"Digital love- Daft Punk"

"Last night, I had a dream about you, In this dream, I was dancing right beside you." Wow man. Daft Punk never says love. Its always 'dance'. Think about love as a dance. See where your mind goes.

I drove without shoes on. I feel my toes wrap around the peddles. I dont just let my feet up. I pull the peddle in one fluid motion of slowing down. I feel the power with my hands. I feel the small jerks in the road. I feel when I turn the wheel. I feel the sway of the air. I feel the world fighting back. I feel the power of the world.

I feel the cold shine of glass.

The object that is so important.

I see gloss of the orange instrument.

The object that is so important.

I smell that bitter sweet.

The object that is so important.

I taste that milky cream.

The object that is so important.

I hear the crackling of the light.

The object that is so important.

I cant feel the chilling touch.

The object that is so important

I can see the glistening side.

The object that is so important.

I cant smell the musk emanate.

The object that is so important.

I cant taste that sour intoxication.

The object that is so important

I cant hear the beats of my life.

Im thinking I should make this all one post. Breaking it up into many would only be to fill my boxes. Much like how corporations are always trying to sells us so much, make us spend so much. As teens, We say I wont be like that, But when times slowly takes its tole, We all end the same. Cold, bitter, and self-serving.

Nanno is not home yet. She left yesterday morning. She went to see my mom. My Grandma went to see her daughter. Her daughter has a daughter. And one day that Mother will be the Grandma. And that Daughter will be a Mother. And that Mother will have a daughter.

Finished that bowl. My Fiance joined me. So I took about half. Maybe more, maybe less. Who knows. So, That is bowl 1 1/2. Should I go for two? I ask Fey, She says yes. She clears the bowl, Taking breve stops to talk to me. She finds a leaf that had not burned. She take it.

My comp is about to die. I dont think I will keep going on after this.

I will mearly edit it for spelling, Then post it.

See you then.

Remember, Smoking is a luxury, Should be treated as much. And always Smoke responsibly.

See you later Space Cowboys.