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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

'gone green'

If money is the root of all evil, then I'm a saint. So the green paint in my hands is just a placebo of wrongdoing. Not used for the purpose its intended but used to create a purpose and I intend to stop pretending that I'm evil coz, shiiit, I pay rent. And with that payment comes another payment, followed by another payment that cleans my slate and every account that bears my name thus making my sainthood permanent. Not being possessed by the green has qualified me to be a devout member of the church of broke not-a-dollar-saints. This church has a lot of saints who believe that the same green devil can be their savior. So they embark in the behavior of saving up green and spending up green to paint a picture of them surrounded with green. But really what around them is nil, zilch, zero, or better yet, a placebo. Fools saying no to a house because they look and feel better in a gazebo. So when the wind of change comes they get blown every which way because the first thing they chased were roots of evil. I say no that green that breeds envy and yes to the roots of life, akin babies.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

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