Happy April nigga

I think Mr. Ho has my mind buggin on some real shit. Before we had the discussion about 'reality', I only saw things from the outside when I was high as fuck. Now I'll just be chillin and start seeing things from afar. It's kind of scary really. I keep thinking about the whole big ass universe would be about the size of a quarter shit, and realizing that a quarter is small as fuck compared to me.....never mind the whole world. (If you ain't a follower that went right over your head.)

I went to a comedy show last night and saw Na'im Lynn again, dude is funny as fuck, check him out. It was in L.A. and damn did I ever feel out of place lmao. I walked up in there in my 501's, Jay's, an all red Karl Kani shirt and a fitted Angels cap and saw everyone else was wearing button-ups and scarfs and shit ahahahah a nigga had to take his fitted off to feel less niggerish, dead ass.

(insert interesting thoughts that I'm too scared to put out for fear of counseling)

See, counseling is funny. It basically keeps you in a box. I always wondered what would happen if say, for some reason, I woke up on a different planet one day. If I spent the day there and saw things nobody would believe. Then the next day I'm back on earth. I would never be able to tell anyone these things because they'd throw my black ass in Patton lol. Yet, these things being (presumably) real, me not saying anything stops the flow of knowledge. I don't know I'm black in right now so moving on....

How is life so meaningful yet ultimately futile?

The Beginning