Spinning a Top

Spiralling backwards into space I find
That it is not myself that I have in mind
Another has gotten away
From this against the broken day
Followed through the dark and dim
Will we ever be again
Silent words of caution then break free
Into the world must you be
Forever lost with my heart's beating gasp
You may never know or read these words
Still I will wait
Until the music fades

Sunday

Finding understanding within the spirals of existence is an amazing thing. Rare, but still it does happen occasionally...... sing a song and play along until the sunlight fades. Smile at the Cheshire Cat before he disappears again, and eat the blue mushroom, not the red one!
Follow the yellow brick road to the Dark Side of the Moon in hopes that the curtain isn't hiding a short man who could also be the owner of the Moulin Rouge.

Yet I digress ..... life is full of suprises and who know when one might be a good one.

If not, eat the poison apple and cease to be.... only existence is real, and reality can bite sometime. So where do we go from here? Who knows..... I certainly don't.