freedom is given freedom is taken the open road lies before us when all is forsaken where we walk is what we trust in our own feet to where they take us they must to a world which opens up before you to our next step with all its afflictions with all its love.
take a trip to bug city where bugs wear top hats talk and walk on canes no frowns their beaks stick out wearing beautiful sweaters close to the ground from a drowned tee shirt viewpoint found merry weather fell off your rocker Timothy feels you went for a short ride off a long nap bug… Continue reading bug stalker
wisdom is a double edged sword it cuts you deeply with both blades when you know better giving you a blanket of karma you must sleep under.
hearts melt like icebergs inside ovens of love resting upon its laurels in the forlorn kitchen.
A.I. and alien beings walk among us nothing under the sun is real the dead return to the living murmuring these words... 'the one and the zero numbers numbers numbers'.
I love the crow so dear to me I see him fly his destiny where he goes his crooked fly into the night inside my eyes.
blue berries purple fairies what it is double gin fizz hit their nails with your head rising old rusty hammer dusty wind anything worth doing sawdust in your eyes.
barren field snow filled knowing flowing down the cold river never seen a boat so rowing melting dreaming remembering going. .
what you think makes you feel the way you do experience is the movie camera life plays projecting through our eyes admit one.
without drama little would be written no happy light without painful darkness falling in the garden of life and death flowers wilt and die new ones sprout along side all was created from nothing all will return.