Nature, chaotic machine

Move quickly, spin and whirl into the depths of humanity

This is the time to jump and fly off the edge of shaking mountains

This is the one opportunity to soar and at once dive to the deepest depths

But not only this

The greatest of all is our foundations in love

And we have it all to give the whole world

To cancel out the fuck ups lest we become the fuck ups

To wish that even one more person could change their opinion of life as suffering or boredom

Run out and risk it all, for the happiness of humanity

Come with me, set up a free life whilst we still can

Before we are all bored and convinced possession is perfection

How can you own something when you are cradled in a land you do not understand?

There are no gods in this world of institution

Step outside, into the warmth of the sunlight

Wade through the snow

On the peaks of the earth you will find the face of god

Staring back at you from the depths of the star-scarred night sky

What is the use of life-saving medicine and amazing technology

If we are not using it to experience real life?

Lower your screen, and we will laugh together again.

Horses under a heavy sky

There is a field in front of you

And you are walking into a red sun

It is bright and you shield your eyes

There is heaviness in the air

You come to a stop and draw breath

Lingering smells remind you of earlier years

And above this golden playground

The crackling sky ignites

Shivers run from your soft, dirty footprints

To warm memories at the back of your mind

This is time working out

A natural affinity to your animism

No more grey skies and red bricks

Replace them with horses under a heavy sky.

Piquancy

I think be real to yourself

Don’t hate yourself

Consequently hating others

Our aspirations are all different

Well you wouldn’t dream of my dreams

And to me that seems impossible

I think be real to yourself

Because movement in one colour

Does not mean escape from another

Psychology is subjective

Binary conclusions are unrealistic

We float through existence

I am blue-minded in pink

Night-time skies alight

Framing reality in greyscale

The golden sun sets again

And in silence I roam through empty worlds

Wondering what death means

If anything at all.