Frontal Lobesers,
Lets set some waves in motion. You ever been part of a wave at an massive gathering? I always find it more gratifying to see the wave then be part of them. I am sure some love to be the first crest. Its a feeling that if i would describe I would no doubt start a tangent about the urge we have to connect and flow into each other. Maybe start to babble about the mirror of the natural world that is technology. It is our play our way of digesting what is really happening,…maybe a different time.
-DBL
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In Transition
(Stories of the Two)
A sudden blow to change the coarse vessel
Resumed the oath he once had lost
Engulfed in thought and growing moss
Lined up square on a triple cross
From above the corner came a floating figure
Seeing signs of times advance
Questions of the past romance
Finding freedom in his lance
View point scores a visual of her dirty soles
Figures fall with approach
In his mind he rides the coach
Way of life severely broached
Riding on wings of white shine black on her back
With passing situations
He opens up to varying positions
Trying not to make any deceptions
Moved by heavenly urges bored enough to touch with her toes
Making friends with the eagle
Trying not to feed the ego
He realizes he must let go
Sitting down at the level to eat with the folks with her fingers
Like a book taken off the shelf
Dusted off and full of health
Setting fire to himself
Gravity pulls the meal her essence has no longing use of legs
As time goes round and eventually continues
Things build on chance encounters
For both an evil end is nothing that matters
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