“The Wind”

“It’s wrestles with the tree branches at my command, Each laughing leaf a note in the symphony of natures beauty!

I stand hashed by the buzz of the cities, ready to conduct my orchestra from a super natural podium only i saw!

I give my cues invisible to the observer and initiated alike, The leafs begin to form the rhythm the birds sing songs to me of my old beefs only they saw, The wood peckers drum, as the crows chant the old words! Oh if only you could understand the trees and the birds, they will tell you of my deeds, the walls don’t have eyes only cameras.

As the symphony goes on I calm the angry squalls of my heart, I have gotten the wind to preform admirably with a mutual respect for one another we moved in concert!

Sincerely the last Northern shaman, calmer of the mad gods!”

I wrote this night one of the second trip as well I will admit to writing shit all the first one only so i could focus on my health and new found love of my new gym you may have heard of these its called a fucking mountain! Today as of typing and revising this i feel healthy as i did when i was 10 which is pretty damn healthy seriously i had full time work back then i was a ripped from yard work before they had me on pills, I hope i got this scheduled release thing working right I’m cutting into my Friday night to run this shit as a real dude should if he is serious about his business but if i did this write it will be release at midnight in Europe and the middle of the after noon on the west coast of north America please leave a bitchy comment if it is not so!

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Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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