who writes the pages of our lives,
conditions our minds to drama queens in magazines.
sets our pathways and saves us from being alive.
gives us electric obscenity, instead of acoustic simplicity.
who are we if not what we pretend to be.
what are we if not you and me.
where are we if not in the united state of our minds.
seek and you will find
the non-conformists conforming to non-conformism.
lost somewhere in the comfort of numbers i see
kind words, from wild eyes
that speak of the power of butterflies, and hurricanes.
10 to the power of 8 minus 10 to the power of 6.
fractals of strings and straws,
lefthanded minds, and unborn siblings.
the positives of A-, and the negatives of B+.
any room for a negative 'be positive'?
the latitude and longitude of a northern sun across an open courtyard
envelopes the very picture of happiness.
no forests, no echos...just laughter.
i love my friends.
i love my life..
i am kid charlemagne.
