Drunk on words and ideas it was getting too crowded in here — I needed to get out Despite the lateness — thoughts swarm — blinding me to what is For a moment it goes quiet — and like every other moment — back I snap — Are angels on ribbons a simile or a metaphor? Despite the cold — I walk the Grand Loop at my local Although, now as I listen to Exuma I can see the same spirit in 1969 and 1971 now follows us all in 2021 — “ Tomorrow will be the 22nd century ”
Hope you all have a beautiful weekend! Con/Jur/d, 11/19/2021
PS: The Exuma album and the King Crimson are well worth revisiting. Join me in the dream, won’t you?
Liberation of animals, prevention of cruelty to animals, men and beast Flying and unflying things Revolution of music Poetry, love and life Sex changing, changing, changing Man is woman, woman is man People, your brain is not your brain Your heart is a plastic thing that can be bought There are no more diseases that can be caught Man became everything he worshipped Man truly became his god That was the day that man and woman surely became bored Man become as good, and man became as evil Man became as god, and man became as devil