Thursday, August 5, 2010

shine, adventure!

When one is compelled to begin selling extraneous items from one's warm and safe possession to the quick limbo of the market for the sake of mad and quick capital, things are either really good or really, rather bad...There is yet a third case; that the description of the actual event is so brilliant in vibration and dynamism that it's information cannot be translated, if even recognized by the almighty filtering ego. And then what remains is enterprise and a few duckets. Could every moment be so taut with union and caressed godliness?

Adventure is the only definition of this context. The purest and richest ilk, dangerous, seductive adventure; the type that sculpts emperors and breaks necks with abuse and pace. Tracing the straight gauntlet to the heart of the Cult and it's potency, to the phalanx of it's myriadelights!

Numbing the way to complexity and correction, not wholly, but the equation is heavy with such and such with pinches and blows of whatever. Again, the Cult is rich with Los Angeles and her sun kissed hue and shine, adventure, adventure! a million times, adventure plus adventure climes! adventure, a smack! adventure sublime...

1 comment:

  1. adventure!, the currency of the finder of the left hand path, the currency of kings and mercenaries, the capital of the moment, and it's distortions (past and future...), adventure, my cool and crisp beckon and cautious breath...my eyes, like Cassius, remain "lean and hungry" yet bright, keen like the snipers'. i remember there is conflict, oftentimes in the adventures we find ourselves in. So the prudent rider has his various natural defenses prepared and moist, sharp and at the fore. i know i will as i ride. and remembering every ride, every single one, united and most assuredly, so single purposed as to be simultaneous, will end in collapse- for that is necessary. that end we will mark as romantic only, coded continuation inside a wink- for our tribe could never have been meant for even the bliss of bursting oblivion. the Cult built taut and strong to last, the Cult i love, Los Angeles!

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