I see some kind of future on the horizon.

I suppose that is better than nothing

And I ask God what is wrong

Why does the shit keep a happening

God

Why does all my good karma

Seem to add up to nothing?


God

You show yourself to me

But then life is full of nasty stuff

So what now?

How can I keep moving

When my platters seem so cold

I have to live with


God just some something

That is all I want

Something

Even a sign.

Mirrors are falling crashing burning

I am yearning in the burning

Nothing rises in the distance but a cloud

Rising from the earth

Its voice almost heard

Saying something as if to say

hello

hello

I try to make it into something

To give it something if I could

Wrapping my heart into it

Stitching love into a beating frame of nothing

I call out your name

I reach into the distance 

There must be something.

A ram awaits the door

It snorts.

The visual world is more powerful than we can grasp with our intellect.

The past is swirling unless we put it down with a finger.

A real smile is not retarded, but brilliant.

Love is everywhere.

Sloth scares me more than adventure does.

I see great things happening in the near future.

People should love the truth, but sometimes it seems to burden people.

I love the miracle of creation.