28 June 2014

Green Disciple


Here, smoke some of this. It’s the filth, it's the bomb, it's some really heavy shit. It’s the colour of the rain and the music of the sun.  It’s for the correction of the heart and the erasure your troubles. It’s a pillow for your weary head when your day is done.

You’ll step a little lighter with it’s mantle on your shoulders. It’s bound to make you smile with little provocation. Because it’s all momentai today and momentai tomorrow.It brings you happiness, but never any sorrow.



No comments:

Post a Comment