When I think of the next four years
My eyes fill up with tears
I hate to be so crass
But can we have a man-
And not an ***?

Why have you abandoned me?

At night I put
all my troubles
in a box
so that I may sleep
and relax
this is good
advice for all
but lately the box
has become too small

People I know
Stories I hear
Pictures I see
And feelings I feel
How sad and crazy
How funny and calm
How loving and lonely
It all has become

The last dinner will be
Italian with Anji
not like the Stones
but the one by Davy
I will drink to the Times
that were never to Be
but that doesn't matter
anymore to Me

Hermann Hesse be ******!
All women are not mine

Tonight I Hit Nirvana
Twice
I'd Have to Say
That is Quite
Nice

Now that I am close to death

The Beauty of Woman

Has expanded it's breadth

Fire Eats the Water
Like Glass Upon a Hammer
Men find Love
In the Crystal Sea of Beauty

I sold Jesus today
For a 150 pounds
It was the best I could do
After making the rounds
At least he was worth something
After all these years
Pain, Suffering and Tears

I'm thinking of euthanAsia
or maybe Canada
it's closer to home
but then again
when in Rome
so maybe I'll book
a trip to Nepal
and climb that mountain
once and for all!

All over Time
People stood tall and short
They lived and died
Then were sent forth

Sons of sons
Daughters of daughters
Daughters of sons
Sons of daughters

We do today
As they do tomorrow
And yesterday
Everyone

For each end
We shall meet
And live in peace
With ideal Love

Pain will cease
And Pleasure
Will be infinite
Love will be all

Lovers will be loved
Haters will not exist
As they were
Haters will be loved

And on Earth
People short and tall
Will live and die
Then be sent forth

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

Victim

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It's in the Family

However watered down

Insidious of nature

But still profound

I may never escape it

No matter how I must

It's the irresistible urge

One should never trust