God Needs Time: Orange and cherry blossoms

Graciously. Yes. Graciously. Yes. Everybody. Black. Start from Louisiana, New Orleans. Cross lit bares the witness. Go to the west coast. East side. I would have forgotten about a ballerina. "Everything Is Delicate". She made me feel like I had crossed to the wrong side of the street. "Mahogany Soul". My last real, good blow job. Poughkeepsie, New York. Afro punk. "Angie Stone". Open the glass door. Warfare. Hers but ours. Would you like to read my poetry? Out loud and over your mouth? Nice question. Mark. B minor. On the xylophone. Music is no longer a guest. Would you ever relinquish the debt of fortitude? No. Not ever. An unlisted name of God. Kabbalah students. Teacher. Tameeka. Yo. Nature. One. Who's pulling these strings? Ropes tinder foot. I thought you were driving. The Puppeteer. Start with the playlist. Light is the cover of darkness. I am braiding knots into your hair. Person. Golden. You are hair. Sea worthy. Lord. The voice of God. Dark matter. Allow. Aaron's skull for the formation of hair. Growth. Baby hair. For the first time ever. Immaculate conception. And now you are the very last. Her dark Angel. Hell for you. She beat Rufus. Lord knocked off his period. Claymation. Cashews. Sparkling water. Upside down chocolate glass kiss. Reflecting effervescence in his image below. Love U. Literally, I did it myself. Oh. It is a wonderful day for a walk in the neighborhood. Believe. Am I happy and why? Why are you spilling seed into the air? My doppelgänger is dreaming. That is good to announce. Reverence was taken. May we evaluate your water? Where do you look at me from? With many of their love from greater appreciation. Speak what you must for we are them. No one is ever inconsiderate for their belongings. I care when you hear me. Purpose driven. I have a purpose. I feel alone. I have to remind myself that you are dreaming. Wednesday's child. "Melody Gardot". Beeswax. "Floyd Mayweather Sr." Darling. "Lieutenant Worf". We can orient the observant perspective of others. Layer. Theoretically. Thank you for asking. Grace's car. Sea world. Bar none. Attributes. Well. There is a hoverboard outside. I am assuming that they took Grace's car. Lock and load. Braces. Grace is not ready to be a mom. Your ass is droppin'. I am talking Roger Rabbit. Allow. I am going to fuck her. Yes. Yes. Believe My Lord. No. I was not even pretending. Baha. Is there a G? Come. Isla Porras. Aunt Beulah. "Rose in the Dark". Sasha. She just became our layer. Find her beneath the stars' outline. Her. I keep my music above the noise. Aaron. Isla Porras with Aaron. Character for Non Delete. Nothing can replace this. Gracious. And my gracious savior. Allow us to make this easy for you. East side. Accordingly. Ferns. Plants and gardens. Orchard. Are you? Bi still the mist? Allow. Beloved. Beloved. Loved. Believe. I am cautious. Whatever you allow. Let me circumvent the horizon at least once. Felix. Yes my Lord. Cautionary. Maybe there are not two up there. I will allow. Isla Porras. I. S. L. A. Space. P. O. R. R. A. S. Period. You will never. Earth to quake. Again. No. Yes. Believe. Aaron is not alive. Believe. Believe. Cursed. And there is the damned. “Hello”. Does Hannibal have a lecture? Laugh. I understand. Oh shit. Turn. Move. Grace. Are you swinging? Beloved. No. “The answer is yes.” What is outside? Obviously, I do not know. Curl the rapture. Aaron is rapture. Teacher. Reach for the pull. Allow this to be observed. Voyeuristic. Lord. He can not say. You are hair. You still do not know where the period is. Do you? Girl. For all of God's living time. Lord. There is the man. My love. Yes. Yes. Courageously. I love you. Holy are you unto me. Stillness. My heart. Blessings. My love. Bee stings. Beloved. My. Heart of my Angel. Isla Porras. Our love. Celebrated in unity through Christ. Our Lord. Gracious. Gracious is your heart. Believe in us. You. We. Her. Them. You are honored. To her creation. Her Angel. Weather. Isla Porras. You are left-handed non-believers. Shots fired. I am having shots of brandy with Maker's Mark whiskey and "Brandy". The look that you will never leave. Believe you promise me. My word. Girl. Letters. Word. For. Do you know what that articulates the meaning of emotions for? Do not use for at the end of a sentence. Elaborate. Personal breath. Breathe. Breath of time. For all. Take two. Ambidextrous Nimrod. Isla Porras with Aaron Donald Carter Bourgeois. Candle. Flame tip. Beeswax. There is no space. Only time. Now. That was significant. When you agreed on time. St. Louis, Missouri. Allowed. Trouble is a path. What are you gonna do? Aaron. Save your mutha fuckin' life? Talk about me. Now. Celebrate. Her birthdate. Hell. That shit was pretty good. How do you feel with me? Your shear is warn. Virtually elastic. Do you doubt me? No. "Grow". I will allow. Are you a nigga? Nigga. I called you. I have never had eel. Chicago. Checkmark. I am sorry. White fish. I am sorry that I did not see you clearly. French kiss. Gracious dad. Fellow. Officer. French philosophy majors. Exercise. "Could've Been". There is your uncle Jacob, again. Proud father. I wrote a book about him. Called, and now read, "Essays on Sefer Da'at". What do we call memory? Scully. And a futuristic design. I do not know. "Ah ha". You made God laugh. Thermonuclear warfare. Collaboration. Es is plural. Team build. Our moment. Oak Town. "Hello". Simultaneously. Hallelujah. Period. Free from the enclave of your cultural design. Our land. Möbius strip. Angels. By the arc of the testament. I am God. Elaborate. God cries alone. Abnormal reaction. Hello. The black man. "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger". "Slash". Your fingers. Your hands. Graciously. Yes. Nothing. Yes. Graciously. That is what I write from. Nothing is. You want somethin'? Okay. Here you go. Ta da. Pause. Slow da fuck down girl. That is my pelvic bone. Visit us in Greece. I do love this picture. Cum Again. Finally, you do believe in sex. Yes. Do you want to be downgraded? Brother. Seven. No. Art is an illustration of life. "Gone". Silence. Our music. Are you okay grandmother? Look. There is uncle Larry Bourgeois. One of the twins. "I remember" Laurent Bourgeois. There is her with he and them. Did I do that? Well now. Our love for you made he them. Pay attention. Yes. Yes. I am blowing Isla Porras smoke rings. Would you like to blow glass together? This is personal. Performance theatre beats play acting all of the time. ProjectsNMotion. Oak Tree Testaments. Oak Town. Value chosen name recognition. I believe in our names. Aaron Donald Carter Bourgeois with Isla Porras. Apprehension never behooved guilt. Evaluate immortality for mortals without combat. Learn how to decide. I chose. Maker’s Mark whiskey. Padron cigars. Thermonuclear reactions. Times table. Fractals. Music. Glass work. B flat. Love you the rest. Goodbye. Safely home with you and now us together, forever. Our first haunted house. Together. Our first, little adjunct professor. Our handsome band. Girls. Ladies to adore. Yes. Yes. Now. You. Determine the evaluation of space burning through your time looking at the stars. Man. A boy’s childhood love of memory. Lollypop. Popcorn maker. I set you up. Yes I did. Call. Aaron. Isla Porras with Aaron. Yes. Yes. Privileged. Never learn to run away. From the kernel to the nugget. The little girl was shamed into a corner. Religion was in search of the proper order. Allow a black man to feel his God damn emotions. She was allowed to be smart enough and then learn when to whisper dumb shit. Harder. Faster. Stronger. Next time just give us the six million dollars. Next to the quality of food is the proportion of size. Black. We be. Strong. Proud. Hard. Fast. We belong in Africa. And then safety home. To France. Greece. Italy. Spain. No doubt. Helio Monster Man Aaron Donald Carter Bourgeois with her lady Isla Porras. Is here with you. Oh. There are the bright colors. A rainbow. Must be the will of God. Yes. Yes. Once you are far enough away to observe an object and then send information to discover that object are you denying that it ever existed within an original moment? No. Believe in ours. The surface of the event horizon was made to look like us. I built the platform. Do you hear me? Day three. Lord is gold. Yes. Yes. @HelioMonsterMan

Playlist

"Mahogany Soul". https://g.co/kgs/mwDvLD

"Rose in the Dark". https://youtu.be/dH8rsQQqg18

"Grow". https://youtu.be/4-mBFWUUBAA

"Could've Been". https://youtu.be/4hYCmPBlmwc

"Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger". https://youtu.be/yydNF8tuVmU

"Gone". https://youtu.be/bwHtaCTEitE

"I remember". https://youtu.be/LGbRpdCRwt0

References

"Everything Is Delicate". Aaron Carter. 2020. Lulu.com

"Angie Stone". https://g.co/kgs/G8VSNi

"Melody Gardot". https://g.co/kgs/DMu6no