"STIRRING UP IN THE INGREDIENTS TO EMBODY MY SOUL OF ORGANIC PIMPING"

Before you hear the very words that may corrupt your vision... Understand your vision.

This will all take you... out of the direction of traveling. The outer-vision of traveling. That will take you around. Where we have taken of the compost of your life... we have sprinkled in the actual harvest with the seed, would have you to grow... and life don't have to die and be cremated to ashes secretly, but you get to be a part of your vision that don't have to be planted throughout the world and throughout the ashes.

And as the ashes become the actual seasoning of the taste of your vision that falls down to steps and gives the oxygen to your brain that carries your seed as flavor vitamins of your soul, you'll see part of elements go into the water and feed the fishes--to the trees during the harvest that is pimping from the bones. Inside your bones that is harvest stirs up into the ocean bed that brings a kind of buffet of the world taste from the blood. Organic pimping--it moves like the branches and it carries the chase of pimping that found you, looking for your blood... that you found out wasn't from your blood. It was just touching you to carry your blood. That organic blood.