Blind Melon - Tones of Home
The Stone Roses - I am the Resurrection
Down in the dense trees where sunlight is scarce to a snow leopard hunting in heavy snowfall. "Planet Earth" is a must watch I say. I am a huge fan of David Attenborough. His views on nature and life in general is pure and authentic. ScienceDaily says our planet is home to more than 8 million species and counting. So much to explore and catalog.
If for a brief moment in our daily lives, we stop and attach to the present state of mind and negate all ill flowing thoughts, we may succeed in whatever small or big we set out to do. And yet, our existence is a mirage and our hands never reach out to what it says. As I write, I do feel embarrassed as to how hostile I am to existence. An unjust world will always be unjust. Things will not change. Our experience softens and our expertise to get things done will sharpen. For it will guarantee my paycheck.
When did we stop evaluating!! What shape does a crushed orange take? How dust settles into the soles of my shoes. How curtains move when I open the windows. The sound of keystrokes as I write this.
The devilish screech of dark clouds
Watery leaves humming at night
To my ears which grows out loud
As empty roads curve under dim light
My heart strung out a deep note
To which you sang and it echoed
pleading the drops on the leaves to stay afloat
and blissful streams of water on empty roads flowed
As I continued to write our story
I traveled inside the flame of our night lamp
and pestered it to stay bright and fury
to not stress the eyes of my beloved
