matuli kulton

Hail to chivalry and foreign contact.
Post traumatic syndrome of the soul.
One that connects, protects, and specializes in ausppicious butane consistency.
Call it a habit but, if the sun and moon dont lie, why should we?
Simple creations of an open mind.
Shadows drip all over the place. 
Misplaced the mies-en-place tobacco roller.
Interupted by a 3/4ths or shall I say cut-in-half sports jacket.
Full moon now, or so one hopes it to be.
Moments these days seem to have time or make up thyme.
Flavorful moments. Yes!
Its these moments that go on for kilometers.
That fill pages.
Gives you a meaning to live.
More shadows.
More people.
Looking everywhere for no apperent reason.
Yet its these neanderthals that add more herbs to the flavor.
Yes!
This is a pot we are cooking its called __________.