Lichen
Ah Lichen, the journey to the state of everything in the darkest town you are brown and broken we cannot breath, but in the strangest place you are, light green and amongst the death I breathe with the lungs of a champion. I move on for I am called the wandering variant. I live in moss near the pond. Lichen you are the sponge that keeps death away, you are my barometer of life you show me where I can walk. You are my guide, you are my microcosm to eternity I’ll shrink with the device and there I will be with you in my tiny sweet world.
A Day To See
A day to see, not close your eyes. Do not deny yourself light in this. There is still much daytime to rejoice for stillness is wise, silence is contemplation and thought for a new world order. Commissioned in good grace, it matters not if you are woman or man you should be people first and foremost and above all be kind. It costs but nothing if you find the time and that time is now be brave smile at the sun the benevolent one and be happy it still shines for all and everybody.
Devalue
Devalue sex, save this world, cut the instinct. Survive, you are breathing in the world and blowing out death and disease, there is no time. I think you know time for the human race, to fall to earth even wealth will not save you. We are indeed the walking dead and as the planets long before have gone we have no more ideas we are gone.
