Digging through my totes of notes
I observe and create and doodle jokes.
But first it starts with real observation
of earth, water, and heavenly elations.
Reality is formed from the soil of old
that’s where the stories come from - what you are told.
It’s important to look, to observe, and to listen,
otherwise stories don’t work worth a malfunctioning piston.
These are the notes of plenty of learning,
exploring, discovering, and lots of churning.
Brewing good magik glass starts from the soil
it takes plenty of beings and a good simmer and boil.
Then the stories come and the glass is assembled,
and from here we can rip that skeleton from Dogma’s silly thimble.