Ramble Ramble

Some times I think I'm lost.. but end up at the destination free of cost?

with out a real knowledge of the cause & the effects they made.. Master/Boss!!

Some times I think the worst then experience the best of things like a suns rays

As I speed off to a halt, then quickly wreck, I wish to heal till the end of my days!!---but I'm upset...

Although I stand impatiently @ the bank trying to cash my cheque

my mind plays & plays on for ever

though blank, blank, like wage stubbies



& @ the same time I might be wishing for death...In so many ways...

then, all of a sudden against all odds in the game, I CHECK --SILLY MATE....

Beautiful female...what will my offspring look like? I ask and cry...

Knowing that Offspring passionately fornicating releasing love to the UNI-verse &

Ovulating will never die but will ever be searching for that one luminescent eye

Gyrating and for nine painful months waiting, waiting... Then (SIGHHHHH...)

My love it is your right to make a mistake or make no mistake.....Oh me -- Oh my....

Is that steak on my plate? As I reach for it a hand flies out of my pocket and takes and takes

Little did I know... but that MOTHERFUCKER IS A PIRATE!!!!!!

Oh god!!!! I need, to be, So-hi like Gurp (R.I.Perfection.)

But I'm Irate BIG JERK..... So I Quickly swallow the pills and forget!

Ahhhh... I'm on my way to no conflict...

But sweet friend Why is it like torture when the drugs suddenly end?

Killing a part of Irate; People like me it seems drown In frustrations I must run out...

I won't be here much longer...Beautiful mother....

these drugs blur my eyes and I can't see what they do to you and child

just like that friend that left me solo, So low, I now too have become wild

And pure like that of nature I have felt so Hollow like a beast with no meal @ times...

but eventually I came around, I know the song of the crow and when I hear it my eyes do smile

I have been in dark places where in fact it could seem like nothing there could grow

But life has a funny power Maybe it's the absence of time and release of flow

that child in there Must soon come to know... Death is only fictional....

We are only flesh and bone?.........?

To them we are air but this is sweet energy.. so now you know..

they need not our flesh and bone..... but our light so they can see in the storm..

Hell hath no fury and you have been surely warned..

This is why they run to the sun.... they will stay there infinitely warm as one.....

Why do I love you so? Why do I question what I do not know?

Why do I feel the flow? Why can't you be mine so together we will grow?