. . .
that which has a secret inside itself . . .

which is :
that exhilaration that is serene and untouchable . . .

that self contained God-like feeling
that is completely independent of all of the chances and changes of life

. . . . Joy . . .

tank running on fumes
coming to a...... stuttering......
halt

It’s not not true
Everything I say to you
But it’s not real, either
I know the difference
Between fake and real
But I also know
How I feel
It is my truth
Everything I say to you
Believe it if you want to
You’ve got your own truth

Do we want world peace?
  Yes.

Can we have it?
  Yes.

How?

It’s simple.
Pack all our beloved, war-loving world leaders
and drop them off on Mars.
Let them fight there
to their heart’s content.

We shall have peace on Earth.

We both need
To live in peace
And stop fighting
Also need to respect
Each other
Also we avoid negging
Each other to death
Because I just can't stand that

if i define life
its this very moment now
the next is just hope

Quiet calls my name from the clouds.
I lost my wings,
a deafening reality.
Quiet calls my name from the clouds.

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!
Houston do you copy
I am all alone
Flesh and bone
don't let go
I am not a clOne