On the road once again
Haven't lost
Yahweh
Ohm thinking 'bout Indians
and Indios
Columbus and Dublin
Echoes and impermanence
Kanata and 'murica
**** yea
Maybe the Mormons got it right
An idea split in two
Like two brothers
Or twin souls
But always a third
Apes lost their tails but not their balance
Causality, a trinity
Of sorts
That's for you to sort out
Cause:
"Spectres...." ~ ~~ ~~~ Whitman
Coyote sleeps tonight
Rest well my friend
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
On the road once again
Haven't lost
Yahweh
Ohm thinking 'bout Indians
and Indios
Columbus and Dublin
Echoes and impermanence
Kanata and 'murica
**** yea
Maybe the Mormons got it right
An idea split in two
Like two brothers
Or twin souls
But always a third
Apes lost their tails but not their balance
Causality, a trinity
Of sorts
That's for you to sort out
Cause:
"Spectres...." ~ ~~ ~~~ Whitman
Coyote sleeps tonight
Rest well my friend
Broadcasting from the Porcupine Hills
Written on the road back up to Indian Graves at 11:11 am MDT
My compass points toward a crescent of fire and light .... If I miss, we'll see you in the stars
Spinning to Rheostatics: Onilley's Strange Dream from their Introducing Happiness album
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