I want to write about nature.
Pretty lights and things of that nature.
but here is the thing, that began last spring.
And it happens to take place, you guessed it in nature.

I was drunk, and I met my creator, asked him how he’s been.
and things of that nature. He looked just like a praetor.
Resurrected by grand Caesar. I was naturally as disappointed as he was. 

That my creator wasn’t a mighty zealot, or a philosopher unbound.
But an administrative protector, or something of that nature.
As we came a talking, and talk we both could, we both understood.
Either one of us perishes or both go the way of nature.
So we drew lots, I cheated and won. 
Then I ate him and enjoyed it till I was done.

And that’s how I met my creator.
That one time in nature.

Creator in Nature

"Cabin Get Away, for lovable strays"
These days I hear nothing but strays. 
They howl and moan for days. 
Feeling like a week, everytime they go away.

But here we are, all gathered again. 
Even if we don’t know you come here:
Find a friend. 

If you are kind, yet not content. 
If you can shine bold but not repent.
Your true self, will emerge form the shell.

So come here up to the cabin.
And lets relax, calm down my friend.
Here is acceptance without end.

Love yourself:
Again.

TinkerTailorSailorDrunk

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