time is like a stale wink in a flurry of numb skulls killing the landscape with obvious globes of misbegotten tropes. more of a casual blight than the usual love, an extraordinary thing… darker now, because… Time is the sworn enemy of me. a heap of Judas in the pinwheel of my effigy. burning too many kingdoms to Queen. I rejoice when the sour sky has fallen - but Not Like Happy. more like a glum sugar on a wave heaping all the always upon a Right Now for Nothing
While I was lamenting the past, overwrought about the future, the present became their fulcrum, with a pivot point, which, had I been aware, was an abbreviation, marking, now, but I neglected to pause, thus missing the moment.
this morning half moon over the mountain south of the peak
three clouds thinning to two
over sedona red rock one o so tiny cloud has near disappeared
to blue signals
Was out walking, just have gotten back---feeling giant change this may 24th 2019 9:52 a.m. high desert az. Is this only me changing? Seems HUGELY bigger.
"I can see clearly now, the rain is gone...all of the sad feelings have disappeared" I love you, Jonny Nash.