Mr. Broken in all the right places

🔥 as always

Watching my grandfather have a stroke the other day was the most horrifying experience of my entire life. One of my childhood heroes was reduced to almost nothing in the blink of an eye. I don't think I'll ever be the same either. Hug your loved ones...

Adrift , settled in my reticence- That some might consider rude /Instrumentals plague my temperament, Spewing futile bitter truths/ My pen can't ink the depth of it, As voices blitz my interlude /Like choruses of spoiled kids ,or poisons in a centrifuge" started writing again..

"Abandoned Malls" by @AesopRockWins has some of the most absurdly brilliant verses I've ever come across. If he isn't proof of aliens then nothing is lol. He's been incredible forever but he manages to get better with time even after breaking the english language...

I don't deal with change very well and I'm at least 1000 times worse at dealing with loss. I'll never understand life and I'll never have the courage to attach any type of meaning to it.

youtube.com/watch?v=WvsdUsyc… @IAMSADISTIK Does it again somehow. Otherworldly brilliance at work

One of my most prized possessions is this painting of @IAMSADISTIK that I had @Al_Bender create just two months before his untimely passing. His humility always stuck with me to the point I'd sometimes forget that he juggled more talent than anyone could possibly understand. RIP

One of the few things I've been able to force myself to write recently, part of it at least. Combatting years of writers block by just bulldozing through it no matter how I feel about the results. I'll figure it out eventually I suppose.

Years later and @TheRealSadistik @IllmacTV @CunninLynguists @AesopRockWins are still keeping me sane while I navigate the chaos of existence... Sprinkle some Deca in there too but his account was deactivated... Forever grateful....