Belief in Wood and Creation

Cruising, crunching, bulging, billowing down the street.

Chilling, billing on repeat and standing not on a seat, but in a

perfect popsicle boundary with limitless option and potential for my body and brain

to train and increase further potential. It's soul is life, it's made of

wood and a gift from God himself. Wood is the substructure of all

joy I have had from this life without any strings attached

to later bite you back for the joy of experience. As they say,

sport is a war without guns, and as they say, as above,