ramble on shit on

Im using these to tie everything together. I think i have placed why i lived in the mall down to silver tiles. And this was odd that time, because i knew like a dog i was ill and needed my medication but just wanted to be around my people ans hear guitar even if my fight with my father left me homeless and poor it wasnt the first time he did so to me and my mother. And everytime i pick up my pen i think its money Bloomberg places into lgbt cause and im worth money making title cards to generate lgbt cash from my art worth and the republican party is funding the show so its not far out that they left me homeless to make art and have to steal the supplies because its the republican party and theyre crazy and want bloomberg for president. And so you don't want to question the money so i keep going frequently without showering to please the republican party which the mayor of the time was once a member of. This is how i end up a lonely dog in Williamsburg, brooklyn. Even though my silver tiles live down the street. I sit and wait deep down until a day they move to La before im going to show my face in public. There are many points to poinr out but reubin keep note as my New School counterpart film school student that if i had an Apple Computers chip in me this would all make sense like if The School of Visual Arts chipped me and one day somebody will sign on for this project