I am the walrus walking, with Lucy in the sky with her diamonds, talking about going to Mr. Kites show tonight and then we'd have dinner at the Octopus's garden in the shade with Father MacKenzie. She said that Rocky raccoon was going to be at the show too and I remembered that Lady Madonna will stay for a bit if she earns enough money. I bet you didn't know that Sgt. Pepper's lonely hearts band will be there to play a bit. They are going to arrive in the yellow submarine with the nowhere man. then they are going to strawberry fields to play. I am going to meet up with them tomorrow at Abbey road and then go visit Jojo with them. From there we'd go to play for the Blue meanies and their bulldogs. What a wonderful place Beatle world is, but I have a ticket to ride the Magic mystery bus back to reality. Too bad I can't stay awhile longer!

Flowers blooming...
Smooth clouds in the sky
strong winds blow them forward

It's staring at me
scheming how it can anger me further
what does it want?
It then shuts down
and I loose everything  was working on
Why am I typing on it right now?
because I must work it out of it's schemes
Computers ARE EVIL
If you didn't know it you do now
they are evil and will loose all of your stuff.
WHY!!!!!!!!

leave me alone
stop making a fool of me.

EVIL I SAY EVIL!!!!!!!

I am falling
every time I make a mistake the hole is deeper
and I fall further
I never hit the ground
I am lost in gravity pulling me to nothing
I reach and nothing is around me
I yell but I am not heard
I awake and find myself no longer falling in reality
but in my head.

Each note is another breath
each chord is another day
every beat in a rhythm is another beat in my heart
Every measure is an angels touch
each song is a trip to heaven
and the instruments are far off dreams
Music has a greater affect on those who feel it deep down
don't think
stop talking
listen to my life
my love
music...

When you walk with me we talk
of the world it's greatness
you ask me questions
I easily answer them
then you ask, "What is life?"
I think for awhile and answer in a soft tone,
"life is what you want it to be"
we walked in silence for awhile
and then you say, "that makes no sense"
I stare down at my feet and then stop.
"Olivia, you ask this question because you are worried right?"
you nod your head I agreement
"I could life is a always changing river, one minute it is smooth and flowing
and then the next you hit a waterfall, but since I hate comparing something like life to smaller things I will say this, you need to not worry about what is going to happen in life but what is happening right now"

The bison spirits mend our soul,
the shy breeze blows breath into us,
wolves lonely howl fills our strength, t
he smoke's strong sent patches our beaten minds,
the gentle grass relieves our sore feet,
the rain washes our wounded dreams,
the thunder trains our scratched voices to chant,
the sun clears our fogged eyes,
the river cleanses our clouded memory,
the tree's shade gives back our rest,
the pounding waterfall returns our pride!
We are the children of the earth,
the lovers of the spirits,
let nature heal us,
under the gods turquoise sky!