Twenty thousand steps winding to the left. 'Cause right was wrong and wrong was right. At the end of the road there was nothing left so I bent a right. I love you so much, but share a night, alone; Something I know so well, Better than I know you. But, I worry you've not known 'cause I've gone and well- I'm worried the message I've written won't tell. I'm tired of 'the' shell- So, I break boundaries and yell. A life you didn't make but a life you are willing to take?
no rules-no mistakes
no words Just Motions no mind no world Just Devotion somewhere somehow Odd(old) Notions something sometimes Magick Potions no tide no wave Just Ocean nobody no soul Just Emotions no face no image God is Remoting
Thrice fold bent, one arrow gleaming- from which we are sent all is one or at least seeming. God must be asleep, yes, dreaming. Side road tent, plastic tarp teeming- Come one come all! Torii gate beaming~ Some rise some fall, Krishna consciousness streaming- Ten Thousand beings enthralled, now just for the meaning...
I'm going under cover where all vibration is a hum. And where I tend to hover, I lose track of where Im from; Or what direction I'm going, But, I am indeed in contact~ With something in the sky, glowing. Accept that as a fact. They are speaking to me, teaching me to attract. It only takes a whisper for my tongues to get flowing; And, I start to look crisper~ Upon the world as an artifact Of art and unknowing.