Jesus had a home in Malibu, it's true. Jesus drove a Ferrari Daytona—when he wasn't being chauffeured in his Maybach, conferring in the back with two or three of his disciples. Many times I saw the Daytona parked on Skid Row. He was there preaching to the derelicts and the forgotten. I saw him wash a woman's feet. She had been hooking. The state let her down. Jesus gave her two or three loose cigarettes. He called those cigs he always had his disciples. Laced with Grace. It's true. Some say she was raised from the dead on the 14th floor of the Cecil. Closest place to heaven in those days.
whither the Weather Loach??
gods kingdom rejects the weather loach
Elden ring by 冯伟 Feng Wei(c12)
Azuki Furuya (Japanese, b. 1989), Maybe You Held the Most Beautiful Me, 2023. Mixed media, collage, acrylic and oil paint on wood panel, 48 x 36 in.
just because i want to lie lakefront beneath this or that tree distant bells of the paleta man dappled sunlight permitted through the shifting sprays of this or that leaf loosening my sinew spreading my nerves apart breath worked deeper with each rise and fall of your hips doesn't make me a bottom, okay?
sraight up petting it. and by it. i mean my area
John W. Johnson (1937–2021) loved the Lord and began preaching the gospel in his early years. He is known to many as Minister and/or Rev. Johnson. He also loved the Blues. In the 1970s and afterwards, he sold Blues records and tapes on Sundays. He took his Blues Bus, a converted school bus painted blue, down to 14th Street at the Old Maxwell Street Market in Chicago. His big, bright blue bus became a well-known part of the bustling Sunday market, which stretched along little Maxwell Street to east and west of Halsted, on Chicago’s near west side for many decades.
"respect is earned" okay John Locke
POV you are about to skewer me on your lance. i'm not even paying attention just go for it