the line between reality and fantasy grows more thin by the day, thin line it is and constructive movements lag a bit behind, the time to move on has come, or maybe come and gone, who knows, some people in some towns just have a certain look, ya know?..............
aimless wanderings in a suprise snowy scape, the tropical breeze beckons but goes unanswered, responses only in short bursts of want and necessity, no amount of smooth brained new age spirituality will save you from the wrongdoings of the past, i think each item must be addressed and atoned for sooner or later with none other than oneself, pay your fucking debts.......................
the advance of negligence has given way to a new respect for time and effort, suspicious as though it may seem, on a good day the wishes are effortless, on another labored and lacking intuition, instinct lives in the moment and the moments were and are plenty, as a matter of fact they are always........
from the front it's all business, from the back it is all pleasure, read and reread the complaints, studied the treetops and peaks, breathed easier as la fronterra disappears into the south, it is what it is and it won't be ever again, try as i might, and i will try again..........
