Our dreams are out there talking to us; we need
but listen. The problem is that there’s far too much commotion clogging up the
airwaves. Distractions are abounding in this social-less society we live. Dingy
are the horizons we bring in this world. The light to break the fog of
ignorance and hatred is buried in the spirit of creativity. But the power of
greed is burying our artists.
I’ve lived in many cities, each with their own
unique feeling. All but the one I’m in had a spiritual quality about it. The
cool crisp mountain air brought me to gaze upon the stars and envision the
universe. The city of the circle lacks every bit of spirituality I’ve ever
felt. The cloud of negativity surrounding this city is impenetrable. I’ve spent
countless days watching the skies through beautiful sunsets and still I strive
to connect. Perhaps I’ve lost my awareness, perhaps its gone forever? If that’s
true may I live in the delusions of the past.
Many changes have come to pass, many more on
the horizon. Sailing the seas of change.
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