Sunday


there are many things and it is all the same but so different all the time it all appears to be - like drawing constellations in the stars - there is something, and just because you put it there, doesn't mean it doesn't make things happen - it's because you put it there - your commitment to the things that you make up is the point of why it works so well for you -
there is a crispness to the air and i don't care again, in a good way is what i mean - soft the style that is winning by not doing much of anything at all - a hero with no contention - can you imagine it?
there are things
there are things
there are many things
i do not know how these things have come to be here
and once they come here
how is it that they go again
where do they go?
if they have come
why do they leave?
sometimes you want them to
- wanting is as much a mystery as living is to start with -
living
dying
laughing
crying
coming
going
wanting
not wanting
craving
thinking
singing
having an opinion
wanting to control
it's all a mystery
you made it up
it's yours now to discover