One day I was down and then it came to me!
I could carry these troubles into understanding.
And learn to make sense of them!
Fuck you!
The realization IS, this is a big fucking sloth of a handful of asswipes!
How many of us are being fucked into economic oblivion?
Well hell, we'll wake up before the Rooster Crows!
Well, I could answer sweet what's her names e:mail addressed to "More than the marketed can bear!". She was quite specific about the great con-versation we had and how intimate it became.
Ah, if you really knew me baby, the terms would not evade your recollection!
TRUST ME! I know.
Passion for freedom doesn't mean I'll fuck you for money! Take your black op candy ass and rub it!
My appreciation IS for those I love, and love well beyond your intro-seduction.
Those I've love, never have to say a word, they know it.
Damn net bots.
About Me
- Rooster Woodstock
- How I would love to set my loves to the forefront such as the arts, freedom of association, expression and pursuit. My 16 years of touring and playing my bands original material. Aligning with the Wolfman Jack to stop the payola overthrow of the artist/musician talent nation wide against the canned fad-ism industry owned and operated by a minority that drew the very same hatred against them in the second world war for being greed infested self serving gypsies, tramps and thieves monopolizing and owning the commercial markets of germany and europe and again, now here in America! Amazing, we the gentiles should learn from the past who's collective abuses the free markets of the world have been cornered by. Having a minority prevail over the markets over and over, is no mistake and is choreographed! What's in a mossad-ic name, is no co-ink-a-dink who made off with what and lives like a deity. Any race that lives market ownership modus operandi would be labeled a mafia, organized crime and racist!
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