Al'Z Hammered But Game

Al’z hammered but game That life-is-death syncopation thang is how the master described old age And there was nothing to be done for it as the Maharishi Budh Moham Red became a child again on his deathbed, lost the last remnants of control, his pants, biologically speaking and kicked the bucket, passed on, disappeared…died. Even animals feel empathy, just but observe the slaughter of their kin So imagine my surprise at the Budh wisdom revealed, routinely, as I drove for my meal only to be amazed by the fact that I could not remember what my home looked like, where it was, astonished at the failure beyond my control. Heaven is attained or is it decreed? Exonerated by faith that somewhere in time I remember. Haunted by my poor timing. From Light Gets Bent Entering Water