knows how hard it ease for the devil to climb out of the deep blue sea but we can all fly as angels when we just try to tread water, surf the flow instead of sinking in the duldrums hearing those drums in the silence of the day or night the living death the dying life, then there are those who are really living, just being, to be or not to be that was is and will be the illtimate the ultimate the average question, whether tis nobler in the mind or the heart or the gut or the shed we live in, the forest built forcefield fore aft around us, above as below, we all have it, feel it now...
Posted on: Sat, 31 Aug 2013 11:39:36 +0000