you think you a playa, billy bob? of course   | excuse me? in the game of life we are all players | may i reveal to you a secret wyatt you gonna tell me where garry at? | that is hardly a secret then you won't mind disclosing his location. | i did not say that then what? | i am a player and i play to win |
by Lliam Amor, Dan Beeston and the Goatlord.
©2009 Dan Beeston
Have I ever told you of my reoccurring dream?
It's all to do with a kiss.
It (the dream) began many, many years ago, possibly. I say "possibly" because, well because:
a) It's a fun word to say and
2) It's a fun word to spell and
thirdly) because it was the next word that came after "I say"
I say...
Anyway, I say "possibly" for the aforementioned reasons and because my mind has been likened to God.
It works in mysterious ways.
I, however, lie (frequently).
It's more a daydream than an honest to goodness, proper like dream.
I've been fired from a number of jobs in the past few years. I am here to tell you that the official reasons for my dismissals may have been incompetence and shaking down "randoms" ... yo
but the real reason is because I cannot escape this daydream.
Even now, I am caught up in my own un-reality.
I think I am therefore I am probably not.
So this kiss, awe to the some and the God in me says...
