…it’s for someone else, but it’s the next progression from this and this, and before it takes its rightful place somewhere quite near here I thought I’d treat you all…and it’s kind of an apology for nearly breaking Arthur’s blog with a silly comment stunt I was doing.
The notes move too fast but I’m still experimenting:-
‘Music is so much a part of him that the notes come right up out of his groin.’
– St. Paul’s letter to the Busking Licence Authority 15:4-15:5
The Seed Said So 
I swear, are you brotha’s from another motha?
I’d like to think seedings from another breeding!
if you said so
I did said so
i thought you said so..
You thought right, and I made sure to writes it down so’s I wouldn’t forgets it; it’s up there look.
you don’t say…
I don’t say ******** or ***** or ****************** because I don’t think it’s necessary.
it might be though *******
I say ******** ******* **** *************************** but only on special occasions.
well what do you say when it’s not a special occasion? #########?
Whatever the fuck I like!
that works!
The nuns don’t like it…
oh man i can’t remember what we were talking about now…
Well I have a photographic memory so I would be pleased to enlighten you…we were talking about employment and how the powers that be are trying to reduce the number of unemployed people on their books; one of their strategies is to adopt the policy of homophonic assignment, so that when anyone faced with the question, ‘What job do you have?’ answers with the word ‘None’………needless to say…(please see comment above)
Are you messing with me??! lol
I never joke about homophonic assignment…tell me you’re properly lost now?!
umm…yeah….lost!
It matters not; we will find your way again.
on day 😉
Oh silly human… haven’t you yet realized that every single thing you humans do is ‘technically’ for me? But this one I appreciated more than most. And my music does come from my groin. In fact, when I was a younger man, that was my favorite instrument to play…
I meant the other Arthur…of course I knew this was meant for you.
People get us confused all the time… even I do it.
Even educated fleas do it.
Steady on, man!
Can I reblog this????
Of course you can!!! You have to ask?
Yes I did.
Reblogged this on Pouring My Art Out and commented:
Once again, I may go to hell for something I didn’t even do… but what a way to go… thanks, Seedman!
Stop encouraging him.
He said that these ones make him slightly nervous…how can I let that pass?!