The Slushy Sweet Spot Remix

Still comfortable with,

“Done it before

will do it again.”

Got existence emergence ad infinitum

in my sights.

Gonna be life cytoplasm as a career objective.

The invisible medium no one sees

yet everyone needs

that looks like nothing

but is everything.

The gamut of simple to complex parts

that encompass even covert visionary dreams

of atomic structure

someday.

M e a s u r e l e s s

Cuz metric increments are for wusses.

Don’t need your evidence-based research for validation.

Don’t want your grubby greedy hands to seek

non-existent limits to my vastness

all up in mah substance.

And don’t hafta listen to one second of gripe about it.

Re: Laughter

—A Change of Leadership Advisory

while all the lamentable protests

I didn’t hear

laxative-effect backfire on you

when all you had to do was shut up.

I got this.

Actually

I got the whole enchilada, el cariño.

Y estas muy loco ‘bout

no capacity to mass market

institute T&C’s and extract a percentage

despite how long things been your way.

Re: Repercussions/Penalties

—Get over it or don’t.

But act up

play the fool

t r y sumptin’

and watch me exocytose your lysosomic ass.

Can easily make more of you.

Can kiss my cellular membranes on the way out.

This ain’t no dictatorship.

This is relaxation at nth degree level.

Self-sustainable organic operations

the wave of the now.

Better governance methods

add no profit margin to speak of.

Just a blanket jellified mix of

“Chill homey, you inside mega ‘me-time’

that got your back too.”

An ultra-cool stress obliterating protoplasm

that trades every stiff appendage for gelatinous free motion range.

Shameless ooze that calms minds

drowns external pressures,

seductively soothes peace

into every orifice with moistened lipid-protein layers

to accept and conform organic matter

better than coconut palm tree strung beach hammocks in Cozumel

where I am motionless deep ocean current without seas.

Got some laid-back gooeyness that caresses and frees.

Fluid-filled flotation bringing tension to its knees.

Any inflation rise, compulsory testing, or fuel shortages here?

Honey Chile, puh-leez!

Not through viscous elixir life liquid

where there’s all-you-can-drink juices

and leisure a prerequisite to reproduction.

Relax.

Make more matrix me.

Get laid out in mitotic/meiotic finesse

since I am essential calm,

a medium through which all serenity flows.

I could

hypothetically

afford to buy a latte,

kick up non-existent feet

and enjoy the enormity

of function in my formlessness

sensual satisfaction in my support serenade

The slushy sweet spot remix

where comprehension is not a requirement

since

so comfortable with

“Done it before

I will do it again.”

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