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S1 ep 25- PROCESSES

Sprout a couple of chest hairs
Yeah we've been there
Peach fuzz
Knee socks on rugs
Don't confuse the space for love
Learning cool.
Is that all we do.
Take up lanes, drain the pool.
Go head' soak it up
Worn days they'll open up
We've tried what you've tired 
Done that slide
Waste those hours 
Slid much lower
I been got growd' up
Probably no
Right by the stove
Cast Iron kettle 
Steep the mate peak my levels
Hit the row machine 
Work the whole of me
Goats milk soap
And barbour coats
We'll find our way
ándale
On the day
Of your conception
We packed the floors and cleared out dressers
Warred with stars and fought for leverage
It ain't get no better 
But whatever 
Atleast you're here
The boards not clear
The vision maps
They overlap 
How we to suppose' to snack
On a open bag
Of stale chips
With paste lips 
Can't taste it
The sweet divine 
We on the the climb
They in decline 
We entered time
Now we hostage 
To hours and seconds we locked in
Hmm...
Let's dance 
Start with two in a band
Began as boys now its you and your mans
Quilted puffers
Create these buffers
The winter cold, and you waan' buck up
The summer cold and you feelin flustered 
Agitated 
All that basic
Run like ascis 
Cot I lay in
Got like eight inch
Off the ground 
When you come back around
Then we angle out
There's degrees to this shit
Please believe 
We want the heat
Been under fire
We all got ire
But what to do
If the resolution pain, then what you move?
It seem like it ain't going nowhere 
Trip to Australia couldn't clear up the air
Our Function dysfunction 
You bag up a month then
See what it do
A morning or two
Could offer sunshine
Beyond the windows distant echos of drumlines
The past will beat
Actually 
So does the present the future 
When rumors become suitors
Ain't nothing to do but 
Mind your business 
Thoughts and wishes
Were often given
But never received 
Let it go with the with breeze 
Ground you in reality talk you things
You say it's just talk not actionable please
Talks themselves are an actionable thing


Zaf-
Drift, drift on. Drift into denial. Drift into that lull, that break between movement and thoughts. What gives you respite? Fresh roasted coffee beans, I grind them daily, take refuge in that operation. A series of actions to fulfill a whole, processes guide function. 

You ever see a car burning on the road? That's some shit. I've seen it a few times over the last year, don't know what it means, or what it means for me. I guess it dosen't have to mean anything beyond what it is, a car on fire, cars on fire. There was a 4runner stuck on the bridge right outside the 540 going up in flames. I wanted to take a picture, capture it, that destruction the process of it, it looked beautiful. The flame would go out at some point, I wanted the moment to exist in perpetuity for me. Between navigating a left turn, trying to position the phone with my right hand and thinking "is this right man?" I opted out. I could have drifted in the lane of my urges, I often do, I often don't. That process of realization then action, I wonder how it played out for the owner of that 4runner.

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.
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