I'm going to Georgia right into the past culture shocking myself into the deep south pass gotta watch those words that come out of my mouth leave my California ways behind ease my mind keep it open see what I'll find it's been a mean time all my life so full of strife now, all … Continue reading going to Georgia
for a while I will experiment being me... I'll take off my mask act like a child hop up and down rant and rave and fuss and set myself free I'll say things that don't make sense and make people think I just might be crazy enough to do crazy things I'll dig through my … Continue reading for a while
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ~ Edgar Allan Poe ~ but, then what shall we say of death? an awakening into yet another dream? and, Mr. Poe has learned as well as we shall when we awaken or continue slumbering as we turn the corner exiting from … Continue reading awaken into yet another dream
when I get old I can roll a rock and find no mold I can wear a feathered hat and no longer dress fashionable I'm told no more vanity about how much hair on my head. old and bald, no one cares I walk alone to where I will skip gleefully down a sidewalk up … Continue reading when I get old
ask anyone what love is and you will get a different interpretation. we all know love is part of life. it's what we seek. yet, life teaches us by its own agenda in loving and not so loving ways.
once upon a time I was on the road in search of my next job. I had no friends. at least, no human friends except for a pet rat. my best friend. unfortunately, rats don't live more than about 4 years. it broke my heart when she died. it was on Christmas eve where once … Continue reading once upon a time
butterflies flutter their wings. they sail like clouds in their own wisdom. take off your shoes and, stand upon your own grass watching the butterflies go by in this human city.
journey into dark consciousness to places unknown no rule book defining choices we own looking out these eyes wherever they roam an imprisoned spirit wanders in search of a fate called home.
the end is beginning my friend it's near no more lapis lazuli nor endless tears all must go to the land of cotton uncovering our roots revealing our true nature where everything remembered, and soon forgotten was only one prolonged yet persistent series of good and bad dreams. https://youtu.be/6FMGYycBAMU
if you've ever had a dog you know what real love is... I had a dog that ran away when I was a kid. it was my fault. he came back to me over 60 years later. my best friend ever has since departed this world but, I will never stop loving him. thankfully, no … Continue reading if you’ve ever had a dog