"something of a happening seems to be happening in a not so happening place"
rumi
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i drive down a long and winding road,
like the ones sang to me why i was a boy,
my intulectiual, internal, multidirectional, intuition was telling me something,
PAY ATENTION!
the crystal clearness of the windshield fails to shield my eyes from the sun,
but the loving trees ( seeing my aparent disscomefort ) reach up to block it out,
I spot something from the corner of my eye,
a man made machine made for speed with a message on it's lisence plate,
LIFE2
It drives quickly, cutting me off,
optimisticly slowing down in front of me,
my sences raise as i read the message,
i say to myself,
SOMETHINGS HAPPENING HEAR.
the other corner of my eye ( still empty ) catches something in the not so ditant distance,
a humbled man searching drunkenly for a humble home,
SEARCH BEWILDERED FRIEND, SEARCH.
the optomistic machine senses it's destenation and speeds off to the arival,
passing the humble man as he looks along,
all as the black crows fly jelously around me
like the ones sang to me why i was a boy,
my intulectiual, internal, multidirectional, intuition was telling me something,
PAY ATENTION!
the crystal clearness of the windshield fails to shield my eyes from the sun,
but the loving trees ( seeing my aparent disscomefort ) reach up to block it out,
I spot something from the corner of my eye,
a man made machine made for speed with a message on it's lisence plate,
LIFE2
It drives quickly, cutting me off,
optimisticly slowing down in front of me,
my sences raise as i read the message,
i say to myself,
SOMETHINGS HAPPENING HEAR.
the other corner of my eye ( still empty ) catches something in the not so ditant distance,
a humbled man searching drunkenly for a humble home,
SEARCH BEWILDERED FRIEND, SEARCH.
the optomistic machine senses it's destenation and speeds off to the arival,
passing the humble man as he looks along,
all as the black crows fly jelously around me
remember what sevensins said............nothing inportain
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good band.
jealous... jealous again.
you have been caught, my friend, but your secret is safe with me.
it is always dangerous to use real life people as metaphors for your own existence... it shows a lack of deference for their own lives....
nice work in keeping that fine line paced.
be well.