learnt by heart

in slow evening light i climb onto old memories
they carry me over ancient mountain ranges
and now extinct foliage brushes my cheek
roll my body in sand as red as hate
and follow the moons light right to it's source
from there you can see the sun shining
out of my arse

what next

it's time to be
it's time to go
it's time to eat
it's time to listen
it's time to play
it's time to love
it's time to create
it's time to clean
it's time to declutter
it's time to fuck off

touch the sky

its dense and its mist and its liquid air
and i'm floating in a new ether
still sinking in the abyss
but the drift is slowing down
would you grab onto a branch if it was thrown
if you were me?
i think i'll take my chances in the great unknown
time has come to fly
time has come to touch the sky
there's no guarantee that the rocks at the bottom won't come to meet me
but being scared
and
being brave
thats for me

sucks big time

no use walkin' round in circles
don' try and push me down a one way street
like to see you lookin back at me
i don't wanna turn into a piece of concrete

it's a white spring

colour leached brain bleached feelings are in slow motion and faraway. there's a chill in the air and i feel the cold tendrils creeping round my ankles. my forehead aches with wanting the cold...
it's a learning time. it's a forgetting time. time is such an immovable concept.. everything changes, but everything stays the same. meet me in the crook of my elbow and i'll tell you some tender tales of longing, we can sing songs of contentment or we could just watch the sunrise with our bodies touching and breathing in their own rhythm.

i fall to earth

the sky reaches for me and i jump into its arms then as always i fall to earth with a crash and there'll always be someone ready to rain on my parade. trouble its usually me, and another thing its about time you stood up for yourself and stopped taking the crap thats dished out by these mediocre excuses for humans. they excel in their own spotlight, but they are trying to shut mine down. 'whoa.. thats a big negatory.'
today feels quite purple, but their are still tinges of orange in the air. pressure valve needs releasing, its only life, there are more important things im told, but this is where i'm at. if i close my eyes and think, say and do evolve.
possibilities fight for my attention, but i'm distracted by lost opportunities. movin' on up. music in the air, the ground shakes and i must not stand still in the face of such temptations. don't freeze up.. thaw and rest in the jaws of fate.

laws and relatively small details

find the centre of the circle and stand perfectly still... wait for the sun to shine directly overhead. your shadow is small, but your heart stays the same size. even the blood flows exactly the same as before, so blood flow and human emotion are not relative to the position of the sun. nor the position of a person in a circle. that's not exactly a relief because there never was an assumption that either one affected the other. following a completely different thoughtwave - peanut butter and honey together have a complementary effect on the taste buds - the nuttiness and the creamy sweetness combine and produce a new sensation. thats nice.
the length of a relationship can give it sweetness, even when it's gone off in other ways.. there is no rule and all things come to rest, they can be wished to be another way. but wishes only affect the inside of people, landings have their own laws.