Wisdom & Folly

On the road once again Haven't lost Yahweh Ohm thinking 'bout Indians and Indios Columbus and Dublin Echoes and impermanence Kanata and 'murica Fuck 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

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