'Tis a Sunday afternoon, Feb. 21, 2021, a beautiful sunny Winter's day here along the sea shore of Lake Michigan, with a foot of snow out my cottage front door covering the earth. I just had a wonderful bowl of Chile, desert and coffee with a good smoke of a bowl of Colombian Gold (Medical), I personally grew and harvested---God-given moment, on a Sunday afternoon, as my mind drifts in an Other World state-of-mind on the transcendental-plane. Akshobhya Buddha, thank you for the 'gift.'
SITTING , TASTING THE SWEAT OF THE LAMB. ALONE SHE DID NOT COME THE BILL A LONELY REMINDER. OF MY BITTERNESS TO MANY TIMES IM LAYED EMPTY LIKE A FLOATING VESSEL . LOST AT SEA. NO TEARS PLEASE. IM NOT THE FIRST BUT I FEEL LIKE THE LAST. OUT OF SEVEN BILLION . THE BODY EVENT HORIZON MY CENTER EMPTY.
'Tis a Sunday afternoon, Feb. 21, 2021, a beautiful sunny Winter's day here along the sea shore of Lake Michigan, with a foot of snow out my cottage front door covering the earth. I just had a wonderful bowl of Chile, desert and coffee with a good smoke of a bowl of Colombian Gold (Medical), I personally grew and harvested---God-given moment, on a Sunday afternoon, as my mind drifts in an Other World state-of-mind on the transcendental-plane. Akshobhya Buddha, thank you for the 'gift.'
melancholic
I'm floating away and I think I'm okay with it
Melting,
Molting,
Wilting
The stars going out, finally
Eternity will be a forgotten moment
magnifique
Budd & Guthrie. these two.... no need for any other music to exist. not forgetting Ruben too.
That's Harold Budd, John Foxx (Solo & with Ultravox) & Ruben Garcia.. ✌
это что-то особенного!
SITTING ,
TASTING THE SWEAT
OF THE LAMB.
ALONE
SHE DID NOT COME
THE BILL A LONELY
REMINDER. OF MY
BITTERNESS
TO MANY TIMES
IM LAYED EMPTY
LIKE A FLOATING
VESSEL .
LOST
AT
SEA.
NO TEARS PLEASE.
IM NOT THE FIRST
BUT I FEEL LIKE THE LAST.
OUT OF SEVEN BILLION .
THE BODY
EVENT HORIZON
MY CENTER EMPTY.