Of love and ~notRocket (this is not disjunctive)

My readers, love is not rocket science. There is always some incalculable ease around love. Yes. But love isn’t Rocket Science Even promiscuous polygamist red assed Martian, Musk knows whatever he’s feeling depositing sperm, which is not love, is not rocket science. Why ever would I lie about love when saying that I don’t have it out loud whole writing love songs. Admitting the truth may walk some lucky worthy idiot into my life. Love’s not easy my readers, however you have it if it’s true. But the truth of it cannot be Rocket Science. If it is, it isn’t love.

When I realized comedy can be described as the things I say and do as well as the things I don’t say and do, I knew it was for me. I was seeing and hearing all kinds of shit that couldn’t be happening in the dreams and the nightmare we call society. I believe they call that crazy. You don’t need any proof. Someone just has to appear to have more potential at succeeding than you and you can make shit up about them. Better than that, you can plot to make them what you say they are. There’s always a ridicule am yet to encounter and the punches just keep coming. It is no miracle I survived. I am now more than qualified to tell comedically twisted true tales as a part of the jazz music festival, half time music. half time comedy. it is hilarious. In fact it is now a comedic-jazz music festival. Your receipts for music by ril and the free books for life cause mean the world to me. Help achieve justice.

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