In

The 

Within

Inside

The fire

Engine

Waiting for spring

It came again

Sitting on a cement block

Feels like heaven almost

Got a time

But no time piece

Just finding my way home

Like yesterday is here today

And the sun rises

I shake her hand

And she shakes me.

How the slides don't go anywhere

It is always down 

When I was a kid  we would wax it

I would go very fast

Then land on my ass

So I would go back and down again

Now climbing that ladder was fun

I would do it again

With Super Man

And his super friends

Like Wonder Woman

It is going to thrill

You'll get the chills

Tears will roll down

It will be the best return

To fun land.

Mistakes can be serious 

It is not a thing we are free about

Mistakes cost 

Mistakes can be costly

Dreams full of something

Dreams in my hands

Not going with lightning today

Going to better places

To shake the tree of life

I do what I can

That is when it begins

When I can be the better man

The good life is good

And it doesn't come in a can..

For you were very rose like

Just the way love is 

In fairy tales

In mystery theatre 

All the fruits 

Every potion

Every poison 

Splashed across my window

Something sick

Something for the heart

Cracking it the picture 

The place 

Beyond the picture frame

Now that is art.

Mental Health as I know it this moment.

1.  We would be best if we were happy and content

2.  The basics under that are:

Give it your best everyday and when something is bothering you give it some time to slowly and carefully think it through.   Carefully and slowly think it through.

Silence is more powerful than speeches

In loving others words can even spark conflict

The truth is always awkward

Silence is golden, but we need to learn how to use it..

Change is like an animal 

Not like a human

Change has a big beautiful tail

And a tale to tell

Change will rock you 

Almost insane

Till your eyes widen

And the path opens wide

And it is full

Of liquid life

Your ways divided as rocks do.

You got it and then you don't

Mirrors and smoke

Laughing your way back to infinity

It is full of silver leaves

Humming birds strike

As if you were breaking

Ask me 

I am open for the taking

Dreams suck the trains 

The coach car with lemonade

Your hand is dangling out the window

Strait to my heart

Strait to my heart

For love had found itself in an unlikely place

Found it in your invisible arms.

Trying is a bit part of life.

People gain more by trying

Even if they don't win

Effort is in itself very rewarding

Indeed.

Hi I am the Author of this book.   I can tell you this book was really fun to write, but felt impossible to finish.  This shows that man can indeed give birth.  No actual babies of course, but in some ways just the same.  I HOPE IT GROWS INTO A BIG SUCCESS.

Looking at it 

Spinning it around and round

Every facet fell apart

Except for the part

That had a heart.

The fork was kinder that broke into my mouth

Almost cutting me up

Like a drug war in my head

But there is a door in the sand

There is a path in the door

All around and everywhere

Opening the horizon

To numerous fields 

Where things happen

In fact.

The past come alive sometimes, but not often. We are fools to think so highly of the past then and to want it to be the road to the present.