Life takes us in different directions. The people we meet and the expectations we have are all dependent on future experiences not yet realized. A sense of satisfaction collides with disappointment as dreams collide with reality. It is not until life happens can we adapt accordingly. Sober thoughts become drunken reality each time fate blows its whistle.
Wild Turkey 101: Out of the gate the Turk is intense. Every time I grab for this spirit it's for a reason and usually not a good one. Depressed and down the Turk feels the pain and anguish of reality and understands that more liquor per once can be useful. Our mind works in mysterious ways and the pattern of insanity in our day-to-day lives become evident as we continue to trudge the same path. Change sounds great but our minds are hard to trick. There is a reason why we 'give the bird', as moments in life call for zero fucks. You can't beat the facts but it's fun to bullshit around them. Let the liquor take hold.
The Glenlivet 12 Year: Life was smooth 12 years ago... But I would never want to go back. What's the fun of being spoon fed? Everything being taken care of is convenient but there resides no sense of purpose. No matter how upset or frustrated I got at my family I always came back around. Now, if I disappeared to South America for a year nobody would be surprised. I enjoy the shock factor as much as I enjoy my last name. 12 years ago I adapted the motto of "If you're not living life on the edge then you're taken up too much space" and I have not turned back. My mind always defaults back to craziness and if I am not shuffling past obstacles then there is a serious problem. Smooth Move Bro.
Break: "And the Smoke Billows as the Brain Starts to Melt" ~ G_Suite Series
Everything we do is a choice. It's making the right one that matters. Sometimes tho, we get caught up on the wrong choice and spiral down the tube of arrogant foresight. Woe, is me. Flip that next card boss, your fate has been determined.
Gentleman Jack: Strive to be a gentleman. That is the base factor of the G factor. A Gentleman is polite, not nice. A Gentleman adapts and overcomes. Being a scholar, the gentleman isn't worried about you, he is worried about her. For she is all around and more fun to play with than you. Success, love, peace, comfort and happiness is what a Gentleman contributes to society.
A gentleman smiles and opens doors,
G checking fools if they duel.
Never afraid a G is in Glee,
Geekin' and Grinning the Life of a G.
Moments await at the last hour,
Buyers remorse loses its power.
Nothing to lose and nothing to gain,
Makes money say I'll wait all day.
Flames torch the soul of the weak,
Keep Doubling down at the Devils Feet.
Pause: Wait for the Music. I want to hear what I've never heard. How can I find that which I don't can't see. Silence has never been so loud.
Rap: Psychedelic realities are moving in and out, my mind's a map, can't you see it now.
No matter how I see, I'll forever be, grinning at the fools, that came at me.
No, no the mind is forever moving,
I'm not victimized, I sensualize, that which hasn't been criminalized.
It's just the G you see, The moment you turn back and see, fate looking right back at thee.
Bulleit Bourbon: The chamber is hot and only you can pull the trigger. You can only do, what you're destined to do, but what's the fun in that? Reality can be calming if you you accept fates principles. The eye is so calm in a storm.
Double-Tab Bulleit Bourbon: Duh. You know the rules. Raw and dirty you're filthy. Sinless rage turns pimps to blind men. She makes you crazy because you don't want her. The moon man laughs because only he knows. Sick fuck, stop getting off on my lie. I've pulled it once but the fire burns. The second time you realize the click of your reality, you realize nothing has happened.
Break: "Break of thought brings reality to season."
This to Shall Pass...
Jose Cuervo Tradicional LP: To Kill ya. Under the tombstone arises the man from the depth of depravity. Will the hero arise?
