black/white dreaming, round in circles, wet roads and flowers, the
light glistens, hard determinsim, the inevitablity of this,
this inevitablity.
and the world is slowly decaying around us... (we are decaying faster).
Broken words flutter in the breeze, words for the broken world. Peeling
away the layers of lies. Nature our liberator.
There's metal and barbed wire, dark tunnels and looming shadows but
somewhere over the rainbow........
This can of course be put down to childhood naievetie, stop wrong way
go back....paradise lost, (innocence)
After all why dwell on mans fallen condition, submerged halfway between
beasts and angels
endless striving for divinity,
Can I be truely human again,
escape the Faustian drives, the Freudian desires, and the emptiness
mechanical responese in the age of mechanical reproduction
Make Love
commodified, packaged, sealed, canned bottled
In rows
of boxes
of shelves
of buildings
of streets
in rows
Make love
manufactor, assemble
watch as the machines do their work 
make love
love is not made
make love
love is not made
love is not made
we are killing our world, we are killing our world
we are killing eachother
we are killing hope, joy, love
Pascifying unwarrented elements....with AK47's
its not our fault, its not our fault
This us and them mentality circles
yet noone feels they belong
us, them, you, me
what do we have thats diffferent
what do we have thats real
recycled cultral ideologies, over quoted new age mantras, love love
love love
what is it?
what do we have thats different