I have a dream in my empty pocket!

I am asking google to show that it wins over facebook in the fight for increased freedom of expression and speech and also a better world.

I do not like marriage rings as for marriage mostly tragic contracts and farce wedding for the fool for life. As the spin off some weep in pain and others laugh in triumph. They fade away as they make haste for the wedding bed. A meeting spot for the angels to kiss the fool one last time.

My advice to young poets is not to forget nouns, yet let cliches fade from your mind. A poem will eventually seem to write itself and then the universe will become yours. A muse is the greatest treasure to discover, nothing compares.

The wonderful thing about poets is how they avoid ideology and even philosophy!

Physics facts getting smaller, is that possible?

Hope comes soon as now.

I walk bruised.

Still evil.

Inside dark corridors some light gets in. More light then ever to burst the prison. The end is the begining. We must start ourselvses as children somehow. We are looking more together perhaps as seeing the puns. And the rats are on the run they are. The flute plays a merry tune as the cats arrive just in time for tea.

Darling it is most perplexing that you know me in reality and I many years ago saw you while I slept. How do you know me?