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 localAlthough, 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
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