The Farmer of the People

Here I am. At night. Restless. Wondering why. Why do people choke? Joke about why? Two people, joke about never expecting the Spanish Inquisition. Why, oh why? The Spanish Inquisition. Here I am Rafael Giovanni Morales Tinoco with the ability to enter countless rabbit holes and at my fingertips at my grasp the ability to get more answers to my Hispanic inquisition. Here I am Rafael G Morales Tinoco. Thinking of my wife. Who although ill I like to think she is great. For I adore her for her many beauties. He is of kind heart. Kind soul. Smart. And quick tongue. Wise of words and well read. And well learned. My wife makes me smile. And she is strong. Perhaps stronger than I'll ever know. For what he sees knows and feels I've barely grasped. A glimpse of us tangling fruit. On a tree. Pretty close together. But she has been bitten. She is a sweet fruit that is here even when technically not here. But maybe a seed what's left Is seed. The seed of a new tree. A tree that may shine brighter than any other three. I can't help. But see the evergreen.

1. "Pride is a duality inim itself." 2. "Pride is opposite of love" 3. "To have the true good pride, is to have that true love" 4. "For self and other" (Good pride is love with its spine straight.)

"I wish we can all make manifests what truly lies inside, and connect with our selves, each other, each living thing, and each supposedly non living thing. And everything. And the heavens, and all its beings. I wish we can love hell and love Satan love the evil. Forgive, but never forget. Just move forward, I wish we were not afraid of the void, of nothingness. I wish we cross a methaphorical event horizon. And slow things down just enough, so that tension catapult us into God's glory and pride."

I always value people, comes with a bit of pain. As i read their brain and make it all a game. Satisfy the people and feed them grains, all so I can gain. The farmer of the people-what am I insane?! Let's not lose our names. Master of the people altough its heavy fame.1000words written within the frame. The world in my hands, shall never be the same. I am glad I came, I am glad I came, I came-im glad. And honestly its a little sad. A little madz and a little bad. I admire that you stay to me, we should be glad of our destiny. Glad of the society, the good and sad. Something, something, something put it in my bag. Have a nice day everyone. Remember that I love you!, no tricks in this house no sticks filled eith blame. -thats how I find you.