It was a bright, sunny day when the group of us met. We met in a field in the southern part of Fayetteville, Oklasmoke. While sing-song birds, accompanied by the luscious rainbow clouds occupied the sky over-head, dancing beatles and ladybugs from afar sat around us as we sang and as we played our music and danced. We put our troubled minds into our sacks and we wrote. We wrote our way into the hearts of the people and the minds of scholars and we took that into our hands and we smiled. We smiled as one, for we are one. This is how we became Krooked Bliss. We do not judge and whether you are white, black, green, purple, gay, straight, or round, know that someone excepts you for you. Smile often and be you, no matter what that may entitle. Be peaceful and stay at ease with your mind. Please Support us, Krooked Bliss.