condensation
drip drip ripping dripping tap information trying to condense and contract and speak it in words not books or explanation, where i came from where i went where i am...
told i was born
sister was born
the school days
them work days
Avebury solstice
Reading Books
Chanting mantra
walks 500 miles
finds mushrooms
see more colour
Full moon rituals
clearing mind +
body and thought
healed from inside
out and upside up
downsides' down
rights and wrongs
good n bad n ugly
but that's just we
Transforming us
i change me, you
change you, then
our friends go tell
their friends and
soon the world...
attention!
feeling like a soldier wearing the armour of goddess and god, it's all true, don quixote who quixotically enough could be erratic whenever the cause of his suffering was in sight, or at least he thought she was.
Poor guy always blown off course by the slightest breeze, I knew how he felt, it took a few knocks to get my own ship ship shape and yes i've past the last buoy before coming home finally...
I tried to become a man and went on to be a god instead, or to meet them anyways, in my head, maturing by doing things right and left, looking both ways, both hemispheres use your noggin, not blinkered in any way, knowing i know nothing for certain and everything vaguely ;) <3 p="">
Love
Jon
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