Struedel

Laying about the empty doorway I see the stare
Painless like a moth on a sunlit dew covered blade of grass
Until this recedes there will be nothing i can do
Revelations of the bullshit within
Is there nothing that remains sacred, or are we all just a part of this intergalactic fuck-fest where you are either losing your mind or your soul.... but no one single purpose does it seem to serve. Mindless zombies walking through the streets buying technology that will inevitable fail due to lack of power which we are using up all of the Earth's resources to create.

The sun will rise and set each day and yet we do nothing about the color of the tulips in our neighbor's yard..... and again I find that maybe, just maybe, we may find a day of peace...... I mean true peace where the bullshit ends and we don't have to hear our own thoughts chasing us away from our dreams...... for all we are is one in this big ass universe and who really knows how long we will remain here... just be sure if you are in the area to stop in and see my uncle Ted .... he loves visitors.

So plant your trees burn you Styrofoam, and see if they balance each other out..... better yet stop throwing your trash onto my planet.... and for the sake of all that is holy please don't eat the peanuts from the bowl at the bar... that's just too disgusting!