"So I grabbed up the skeleton thick sunflower and stuck
it at my side like a scepter,
and deliver my sermon to my soul, and Jack's soul
too, and anyone who'll listen,
--We're not our skin of grime, we're not our dread
bleak dusty imageless locomotive, we're all
beautiful golden sunflowers inside, we're blessed by our own seed & golden hairy naked accomplishment-bodies growing into mad black
formal sunflowers in the sunset, spied on by our
eyes under the shadow of the mad locomotive
riverbank sunset Frisco hilly tincan evening sit-down vision." - Allen Ginsberg
Discover the sunflower inside of you. - Tatman
Each Tuesday in the 3.0 year will bring a new
Tuesday With Tatman. As a tribute to the Skull Master's
astounding feat let's all get creative and try something new(and hopefully skull related).
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