The Molossus-step rhythm Journal: Post 12, Our journey is the pilgrimage/here we stand, death of a disease

Dear Ghost,

Behind my own crawling skin sensations,
there is the constant mind focused vexation,
above and beyond there is no sequestration,
And all the parts are in conjunction
stopping this, my locomotion,
it can not be such simple reasons,
as what is right and wrong
it can not be the poison of the seasons,
it ceremoniously arrives then...
as the body's own personal treason's.

hello everyone and welcome again to the Step-Rhythmic melodies of our journey. As of late, Mara and Taeroot have been searching for the right road to gold. Wherein american accomplishments amount to the cyber produced currency vouchers; we are looking for solid establishments to give us these vouchers in exchange for our goods/services.
The places have been hallowed through from the resigning winds of economic fate- alas, all that we thought was settled is nought. We have been walking in the broken shards of promises falling through wind swept plains= debris and heavy wood block our path>
So it has been that the journey which is our pilgrimage must be tried and tested. the marijuana jobs with their THC fields lay fallow. The temporary services are as equally barren.
We took the time last week to celebrate our two year anniversary The travels have brought us closest to our truth, and it has been the greatest of blessings from this rhythmic giant Earth to meet and be with Her. below are some photos of us in our Suite; a sweet nuptial smoking room where you can puff on cigs and watch the Tele. It was swell.
Below that are some more pictures. These indicate how we make money as of late- the scraping of old coffee machines for their hidden metals. We made 25.10$ yesterday.
Happy blessings to the world of buffeted souls

Austin Wiggin