Happiness is a warm film

How many times

do you fill me up?

With alcohol and ecstasy

we have seen our dreams

with fat asses and gasmasks

I tickle your feather

with angel heads

and wisdom

I come from the abyss beckoning you

with fiery flowers

and fingertips

of the gods

who have forgotten themselves,

seaside shells

the smells

inside the hells

of echoless bells.

Down upon our knees

we beat our brows

Undersides of

undertows.

where we met

the fathers

of our fathers

who still fought with

Poseidon over

high tides

not taken by surprise

destroying the sunrise

I have tackled

the flower blossoming.

i have bestowed better wisdom

than Buddha

in his best years

flossing tears

on the lake surrounding the river

I realized

tears are forgotten

never to be heard from again

never to be whisked into the ocean

Onto the battleship cruiser I beckon

the sardines for dinner.

like the walrus

and carpenter

chasing bonneted mussels

in the moonlight

Beef-morseled delight.

I have brought the laser-light

Into a twilight beyond life.

Walking round and round these woods I know

knowing not but where I go

wanting nothing finding more

searching more for nothing's lore.

The end is just the beginning just

the conclusion to an end that is never ending

to be beginning is  just to be

never-ending.

I walk through the street

seeing all the passer-bys passing by wondering

what will we do?

Just to be to be...

The shifting tides turning,

the endless sea burning,

the wonder of the yearning.

I have made a mental note

swimming round and round

through these tepid  pools.

Things exist..
Far off horizons and trees arise.
Here and there
underneath the stars.
Above the abyss pure cosmic energy.

if there is a god he doesn't have OCD

dear nonexistant readers of this blog. i have decided to write this to inform you all that i will be starting a new segment on this blog entitled nothing because i have no intention of continuing in any way of writing any sort of short life story. it was nice out today sort of. it was cold though. this is the first of the last blog posts that i will ever write. and i will never again finish another one. now is the time to seize the day and walk outside without anything on and telling just about everybody and everything you see that being naked is the way to be when somehow the world ends but the earth is still there and perhaps a few people who have to adapt or devolve into new creatures and start a new species, that is how everyone will be without their clothes on them. these two groups should never mate as a rule each side should stay in their own space and take over different ecosystems maybe they could even start eating different food so as not to have to share with the other group. neither of the groups needs and gods as science had already figured everything out before most everyone was killed in the great death from something or other. maybe eventually after many generations have passed in this way each group will see the other as in a mirror but different enough to punch and kick each other and sacrifice everything to be like the others because spirits images are only slightly different than our own. certainly they are easily recognizable without any sort of mind altering thoughts that start in cans and packets and anyway sunk into the ocean eons ago and cant even be accessed yet. it takes awhile to find the things that aren't good for you on your own when all you've eaten are bugs and bananas and bats its only natural to want a latte and a sport coat or car and more roads forever stretching over the horizon and tied like a bow after oh so many revolutions that there's really no ground anymore and no flowers or trees so there's a fake atmosphere something to make oxygen. probably a gigantic orb the surrounds the entire globe and just makes nice fresh air and even though its always windy its ok. i think that by the time the sun finally explodes and takes the earth and all the other planets, be they inhabited by then or not, everything will be pretty full by then anyways and in need of a good cleaning and reorganization.