I was once in a very white place and sort of became white..

So as a Jew who had this experience I can say that America and much of the world seem very unaware about the reality of hate from a majority.  The basic problem isn't a matter of reason, therefore it is weak to defend, and the results are mixed.  In other words finding a solution to racism is almost some magic that has no comprehension for me.  The behavior is so unthinkable and yet much like a virus, such as malaria or rabies.

Which way to go says he says

Yes the tall thin man listens

He thinks he knows

My brain on the platter

Food for a mad hatter

Yes said the March Hair

What color is your underwear

I had not checked

But I don't wear fruit of the loom

I don't like the bundles

Or the sweat.

I offer a look 

There was my cock

And I was totally naked

Completely and fantastically nude

That super power my friend

It's not very good

So I got myself a tan

In a tanning machine for one.

My return..yes here I am not dead.

Muscles ready. In fact this happens every day!

This day is ending and I can laugh again..

The soul is no friend of evil.

The best.

There is much to learn before you throw your heart away.

America how I love the hope of you.

Said with a smile!

On a lighter note..

I breath the ocean air

And feel the chill upon my hair

The voices of the snakes

Are down below in tiny lakes

The clouds are close

And below are the vermin

Rats to scurry and sneak

What an odd place

What an odd space

You come to me

From beyond

And load me with love

Oh is this the answer

Another hit then

Perhaps

And then the din

Of a thousand years spins

My mind is colliding

And colors dim

Black and white TV's

And phones of color

Bright and luminous.

I know not much.

Let us believe in something, though let reason prevail.

These were the best of times and the worst as well. Welcome to my world.

How open minded are you?

I dream of a better world..

This is absurd!

You will be the death of me if you don't let me be free.

It was a very good second..

Brain washed somewhere in California..

Can't stop me so stop crying.

Without a dollar in the garden of dying flowers

A debate began over the effects of badly things

Sounds of mouths surrounded 

Big ears point up for the great words

Then mass confusion struck like lightning

Strange how good it was..

Such wild acts of love.