After like living in the Bay Area four years the illusion that this place has it all is over with!


I have found that people would rather misunderstand in their own way than get a taste of another persons vulnerable truths.


Plans!

Another ring around Saturn would be nice

Time to take to a new space

Not in the form of nothing

But further into a

Beyond..

So don't judge me wrong

As if judging is everything

So being right yea

To conduct the opera

And set the stage

Is incomplete.




Watch yourself!


Dove fly in the night

Winged hope in flight!










Some people want puppets!

To mess with their minds!

To break the rules of human kind!

Is covert racism based on a tribal code of making "Others" feel unwelcome' or not!


It just gets simple which tends to be happier!

Plus I become Godzilla sometimes!

Going down deep...

I am sorry for flying too high like Icuras

Yet I have survived nevertheless

And shrinking down small

I feel like I find myself

That mystery in me

Which is me.