last breath if i only have 1 breath left….. let it be with the ease of a silent morning…… let it resonate with the universe announcing my arrival no pondering no contemplation mere simplicity of the moment heaviness panting wheezing gasping all
BG destination unknown …………..traveling backwards while life marches forward confused with direction turning left seems right right seems wrong music playing …………old old songs the table turns and the turntable sings …………. paul is dead no one believed a morbid thought
BG the path home she sees from above the trees to a golden valley below blessed in beauty blessed in harmony where one can bare their soul she speaks with purity from nature’s womb she speaks with clarity from nature’s bosom she tests one’s validity
BG random act it was a random act one detached from thought one that should standout one that many would shy from criticize declare insane close eyes or just plainly walk away it was a random act nothing attached nothing asked for in
