Guy and Dog

Man's Best Friend

What Guy are do? Poopin' with company. Everyone needs a safety net, no matter how strong as long as it's soft. And I guarantee this one is. Better than a cotton ball are this guy. Guy will treat you right as long as you rub him right. It's said that smiling faces tell lies, but that's not the truth. There are no wrong guy are do. 



A final thought: I are Guy; It are Guy; Guy are Dog

O.G. Guy

Emulating Guy

What are Guy do? Guy are just sayin hi. It's been quite a while since this Guy has shown his beautifully sculpted face perfecctly portraited by his small beard and buzz cut. I don't mean small in a demeaning way, just as explanation of the face; there are bigger beards, after all. But let us focus. Here we see a well crafted self portrait (remember, it's not a selfie, he's rebranded it). Sure, he may be on the toilet. Sure, his pants are down. Sure, he's lookin' like a fool with his pants on the ground however, I guaruntee that this portrait was thought out. After much deliberation he ruled out the mirror selfie (as you've seen him previously), the selfie stick, and someone else taking the pic. Even though this is one of his most private moments, Guy would like to share it. And why shouldn't he? Did you know: In midevil times, some of the most important decisions were made on the shitter. That is because they all ate together, thus, their BM's were all timed together.

A final thought: I are Guy; It are Guy; Guy are you.

Fifth Prose

Yesterday I experienced an eclectic, eccentric, numerous, boisterous cacophony of individuals. I’m curious as to each one’s origins, unfortunately, this is a terribly daunting task yet not insurmountable. The simple answer being they were conceived by a couple’s congress but I’d prefer to delve further, into the formative years which conceived their personality. My twenty-three years of experience do not suffice. Through inquiring others regarding their work, childhood, passions, and hatreds I attempt to glean wisdom and knowledge in a moment rather than generations.

Portrait

I've ascended to a higher plane

My face no longer is simply plain.

I've gone the way of Mr. Dorian Gray

Been immortalized, I'm here to stay.

Uniquely stylized with two purple eyes

Were once brown but now lie.

Nose remains, between the eyes it lies.

Mouth is fixed in a little smirk

As it's affixed in oil upon a linen panel

With strokes as smooth as lanolin.

A face begins to take shape.

A face I do not recognize.

Is this true? Could it be mine?

A simple combo of straight lines

As two artists mine for their truest lines.

Fourth Prose

    Yesterday I experienced generosity. My perception of mankind begins to round itself, attempting smooth edges. As the Earth is not entirely flat, so shan’t be my final world view. Like the tectonic plates colliding and forming, mountains, ravines, and defined masses rise and rend, fall and repeat. Each individual entity empresses it’s impression for a moment only to be changed momentarily. This brief marring is not forgotten however, the most impactful and memorable are what benefits humanity.

Third Prose

Yesterday I was taught a lesson in humility. T’was a humbling experience. From it, I’ve learned. Some may assume one is the greatest yet two comes to become one. The top may not be the spot you want for it is isolated, yet serene; there’s a sense of accomplishment, yet defeat, for there’s no place to ascend; wisdom is gleaned along the path but now the time of struggle begins, for you must share.

    I found myself in a pool of pool sharks. An ocean which, at first, appeared calm but as I dove was torn to pieces by the maelstrom. It’s best to begin in the kiddie pool. It is best to take advantage of the resources available. Growing up I had a pool table but under utilized it and perhaps failed to realize my full potential. I cannot look back for it is pitch black. There remains forward: Progress.

Second Prose

Yesterday a darker side of humanity availed itself to me. I experienced and was the outlet for unbridled passion and rage, the kind you’d only expect from a prize bull whose testicles are in the vice. I believe that simile is applicable because I found animalistic fury and unprovoked fervor which I had previously been blind to; perhaps I had ignored it purposefully. I’m thankful this frenzy was not unleashed upon a younger man for he surely would’ve reacted in kind. Instead, here is what I gleaned from the experience:

•     Humans may not be rational but volatile.
•     Words hold the power to incite and escalate as well as soothe and coerce.
•     It is simple to leverage power over another.
•     Playing music syncs one to another, along with dancing or other tandem, harmonious activities.
•     Some actively resist enlightenment.
•     Jealousy is a direct contributor to all things violent, be they words or deeds.
•     Confidence awakens deeply rooted fear and insecurity.
•     A commanding presence impresses their impression of you, be it false or true.
•     Do not assume comprehension, especially when utilizing light-hearted wit.
•     Once an individual begins to stumble, they will not stop. They will stumble further in an attempt to right themselves, making them look much more the fool, and allowing them to fall much harder.