Tonight I heard the water change,
and move away from home.
Sounded like soft fountains and a
million explosions.
Its good to be alive, to see things
happen.

Lighting this shrine in my bedroom
I see what addiction is.
Its only a rope around my wrist.

R.I.P. John Peel

singing mantras in the street
gentleness breeds gratitude
first we blush feel naked and
then we just roll thru evening's breath
and enjoy the moments when they pass.

I wonder how much we enjoy creating our problems. Are we so afraid of boredom that we need to create a mess in order to be happy?

Is a simple life too much to live?

I think I am giving myself beer belly dried liver. Fun anyway, too much fun self restraint non-existent.
Clear mind mental health sanity supple body stretching legs this is what I think. So of course I must welcome disappointment looking in the mirror looking at my mind feeling my body ache. I am only 26 feel much older in body much younger in head. I am an infant sometimes sucking on mom's nipples that could be cancerous.

I am healthy living and breathing can hear birds sing can sneeze because I have allergies. Thank you for my two legs two arms two eyes tongue and nose my 10 fingers on hands and my ten feet toes. Thank you for ears that hear truths and mind that gathers thoughts and spine that keeps me straight and chest hair that I laugh at.

With a clarity of purpose
I. am. reborn.
Time to be still
to be quiet and
witness all that arises
and dies.