Wind waves the dew goodbye
The land refreshed
Time is unknown in a natural sense
As is a beginning
Or
End
All that happens is all that should be
No complications
The flow of freedom without
Consciousness is a curse
To the thinking

I am awake
Time has resumed
Stagnant routine
Different day
Different me
No more
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat

January
As the sun awakens
It's cold
Damp pillow
Water from the see
Reaching out
Touching the light
Painting a picture
Hidden within a gape
The view is a lie

January
As the sun awakens
It's cold
Damp pillow
Water from the see
Reaching out
Touching the light
Painting a picture
Hidden within a gape
The view is a lie

partake of harmony
try too much
love backfired

Take time to breathe and enjoy
Don't forget
If you believe in reincarnation
This is your afterlife

gentle is the wind
softly screaming
as the sun dies

my head rests on a pillow of dreams
sleep is my reality

darkness
descends

dreams
defend

dawn
delivers

dharma
shivers

Regrettably
Time
Doesn't
Alter
Reality

Life
Before here
Where
Ahead
No control
No problem

Time
Happens
Or
Not
No control
No problem

Sanity
Definition
Destination
Unknown
No control
No problem

And they all lived happily ever after (or did they)
If they ever were
If it ever was
Does sanity exist

By now the sun will have risen in the north
Set in the south and all within four hours
Twilight passes for night and day
Clouds no longer cruise the horizon
Seasons last for years
This haven replaced Earth
But I know where I'd rather be

I cross the path over the dry river bed
The trees are no longer green
In fact the trees do not resemble trees
No longer stretching outwards
They are dormant after the AI moved on to other things
No need to hang about after the seed is sown

Ahead is a clearing
Once designated for pleasure
Families, when they existed, would enjoy
The moment
Never to think it would end
Time was no longer a luxury
All was well in this world
The stirring of memories

I must continue
I need to reason with this reality
Instructions and rules seem all that is left
Freedom can only be found in dreams
People no longer experience their existence
p.s.
Don't forget to vote

The choices of the past
Have led to strange futures
Not all has been as foretold
Even fixing things can have consequences
Be careful what you wish for
Albeit in another life time
Predictions are unclear when fear is the catalyst

Sitting watching the cars go by
Travelling on the arteries of the country
Perhaps not the best term to use as clogged arteries are not to healthy

Carrying on with this analogy

Are car parks the fat deposits and city centres the bowels
Difficult then to find the brain or the heart in all this detritus.
It must be there somewhere
How else are we controlling this not so free flowing civilisation???

The cold greets me as I talk to the dawn
Autumn
No Winter
Summer is gone

I stop to greet the sky seldom seen
Fallen
Hiding
Shadows on the green

Cold Spring does not support or try to hide hope
Prayers
Or wishes
Cherish or cope

My year lies in shapes pleasure and art
Crying
Laughing
Seasons break my heart

Street scene
People mingle distantly
Talk is whispered
Not heard
Nowhere to go
No one to visit
Loneliness in the city
When all is hidden
Behind locked doors
And the rain is falling

Begone all the nay sayers
I have risen to be me
No more will I be passed over
No truth I will not see
For life is mine
And I must live
As this is the only time I can give
To those who are sighing
What about tomorrow
Live like you're dying
Self pity
Is
Sorrow

Yesterday
Tomorrow
Today
Live in your own time

and Caesar addressed the salad
but Waldorf protested
who is this charlatan
lettuce cast him away
for he is no big cheese anymore

and Caesar addressed the salad
but Waldorf protested
who is this charlatan
lettuce cast him away
for he is no big cheese anymore

Days
Die
Differently

Coral
Kisses
Carry
Me

People
Pass
Politely­

World
Starts
To
Cry

Waves
Ride
Free

I wish I was there

THEN

Not now

The magic

Has been stolen

Embrace the shadows for that is where natural beauty resides

Life is a series of created visions that we perceive to be real
Until

Faced with the same problem as all the others

No matter what we do

All unfolds as it should

it's evening
close the day behind me
my eyes are tired
nothing to do but relax
into my pre final daily ritual
the glass is primed
the moon flowers once more
this is hope

by the morning my dreams had receded to reveal nothing
awake
back to reality
knowing all will repeat
even if I don't

silence is a friend that will never betray
but do you want to live your life with nothing to say
be who you are forget about the gimmicks
we were born original don't let us die mimics

Does the path of life scare you
Why
We are all equal
The truth dispenses with the perceived misconception
Time is inescapable
Be who you are
The future is your own

walking
in any direction
time remains on its path

tastes are different
flavours develop
strip the outer
reveal another layer
through tears
joy awaits

Try to have hope
When all all around seem bleak
The noose of reality
Around the neck of the meek
Look to our history
Learning the goal
Prepare yourself
For the leading role

purest intention
distraction exists
resist focus

My thoughts are a lost ocean
Seeking passage through winding canyons
Leading back to the source
Not the source of creation
As perceived by the regimented structure of modern life
Modern life that views man's achievements as a eureka moment
A life that requires an explanation for all occurrences
No, Oh NO
I must climb deeper to the peak of this inverted mountain
To a time of wonder
No boundaries
Unprogrammed
Almost within reach
In this depth
Lies the truth

the hope of tomorrow diminished by fate
I wait for the life uninhibited by hate
futility is mine I cry in vain
this life unattached unable to attain

his story      her story        their story

the past       the future       the same

       ?                   ?                       ?

star burned moon
darkness is bleak
my breath is gone

Dracula
Discovered
Deep
Decisions
Drain
Dramatically

Juxtaposition
Does not entertain
*******
But
Encourages
Harmony
To maximise minimalism
More
Or
Less
Is
More

going on a journey
to catch up with my past
I want to see it all
so I'm not going fast
look around me
things are not the same
developed the land
where we used to play games

I don't think I was wrong
leaving this place
the names are the same
but it's got a different face
I've changed and I've grown
a better life I chased
but somewhere on the journey
I missed something in my haste

Events deliver memories
  Mind games                
     Broken

Events deliver memories
  Mind games                
     Broken

Fleeting colours
Missing substance
No love