purely conceptual

back from a fantastic voyage there's more out there than people could understand.

this is our home
we are not alone
imagine that
life with space all around us
and no one in sight or hearing distance to hear our call

just making our own way thru the meadow
looking for a quiet place
to hear life go by
in all its essence and splemdor

                                                                           

free flight is a freedom to the scholarly and wise.
the feeling that comes from flying is undeniable favoritism
to those able to take to the skies
and soar with their dreams and intellectual abilities

i think it's my imagination and hope that keeps me afloat in this sea of madness called life.

if i could just get above the clouds it would be nice and sunny. sure i would have to deal with the winds but that would be the least of my worries; i could fly like a glider if i had to. the mind also works like that. maybe i'll try to find a picture. 

                                                                                              

Amazing and incredible the factors the mind comes to terms with, concepts, notions, theory and hypothesis all about the world we live in and much more in the creative abstract sense, life in many different shapes and colors and all the factors that make us one humanity, but we separate ourselves from each other only caring about the important one:"Self" a small idea in a big package.

i've been here at my desk all day finding release to create open space for new ideas. good plan, it works; the burden of self containment takes up too much room and cluters what is important. now collected and reserved openness for liberation i can surely hope i made enough room for a temple that i call mind which holds treasures and memories and a wealth of creative imagination.

so now let us make room for a song, a distracting song with lyrics that bring you up and want to dance and listen more.     Night is coming on.      twilight has followed the sun and tonight i will sleep until another daylight shines thru my window. with each new day comes some newness, in thought and in nature; spring is here, the cold lingers, but time doesn't stop, it's the concept of "The Golden Eternity" our life to make of it what we will and more or less to use to our convenience to broaden our wisdom about the human character on nature's terms, reactionary animals, intelligent enough to make higher decisions than animals, vertical backbones separate us from those with horizontal backbones; just a higher form of life raving status with indispensable   wanting.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         forget about class, we all got some of our own kind, but there are those with money who don't give a damn and those so por they can't even aford another "o" to make por, poor; but in any situation you find yourself in you make the best of it because though change is constant it seldome comes our way and the fail safe becomes a catch 22 and you become stuck in the bile of life with a labyrinth of mazes to find your way out; so never mind how you got into this situation, you're in it now and only ingenuity can bring you out. life's original story- I will never leave you, remember me and I will show you the way. carry your ball and chain and with every step the weight gets lighter as you forget and start with another dream, a better future than the here and now; completely appreciable.