Rasta fuego

from salsa picante on black beans from human havings to mayan royalties and higher beings. look through the cracks, rite into the program's flaws I is a tool in a river, I is an ancient horse. Iis what you made of, I is this life's force. I is a bless for I is the seed of the indigenous growing, evolving is the I's daily chores. looking after each other, I's future generation will carry on the torch. feel the nothingness, understand it for being the I is in fact, I's crash course. By Zena