The End...

...is but a new beginning; or so the gurus say.
Let's get started
Ready for my last meal, staring down a pot-luck smorgasbord.
The suggested price to feed is to contribute a dish. Here are a few morsels of shape-shifted shit.
Berries allah Dingle

My soul started this life in jail, literally. As mother pushed the body from its womb, her wrist was handcuffed to the bed-rail. If fate has her way she'll complete the circle and I'll die in prison, chained to a gurney, when the cancer has taken enough lung; cuffed with three shots to the back in a pool of blood on the street; or simply hands tied and head removed by the state apparatus, once executions for the non-compliant begin.

Been waiting for the blockchain since I was a child. First time I saw "debit" on the POS terminal at the grocery store, I cried with fear. One step closer to the end. But I didn't get into corn in 2009; too busy pursuing a kitty kat. Four years and two babies later, one dead, life smacked me in the face. Quit the J-O-B when bitcoin came back in my life. Been at the game ever since, searching for an edge, getting to know the enemy...

All have a place, in this world, to represent.
The sinner, the saint, the con and the conned;
It takes 99 others to create the 1%.
Don't believe everything that you read.
The more I learn, the less I know.
I'm a danger to your society;
Don't drone me bro!

Selah Vie

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Thanks for the plate.