- Through life, smooth, worries none........... The extremity of my passion.......... to do again............ need to hurt....pleasure;self inflicted psychological injuries,unguarded;...........You are a mere Gemini...so you turn another one of your sides..wounds appear..may I ask how many times have you had to do things for me:
...........from nothing to everything confuses me..
...........I'm innocent.....
Don't know why I became one on the trail among the trees....
are you sure you don't want to :
I may let you see...
you and I can become me.
She is what I had in mind.
YOU........you may not know ...
I will refill.......
WAIT, ;
there is some one up the hill....
try again...
.please, try again....
I don't know what to do....
.try again,
somehow I will find the way .......
I WILL KNOW...........
Do you think I have been there..
I've been waiting for you....
for so long to show.....
............Look back,...
............can you see what you have ;
SEE ME ....
.............don't just look at me.
Yesterday on the trail;
Changes stunned me...
Motor machines excite me...
we were there...
YOU...very high...
standing your hands holding much love...lust in your eyes....
............. noisy people appear on the trail in front......
CAN YOU HEAR....
Look, here I'm for you..........
it just confuses me.
Try again, show again...
this time I will really look to see.
........ love is there for us to have...
with machines.............. YOU.... ME.....
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Love and Machines
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That wasn't me. I was there, trying to fix the trail. The burn-outs trashed it. It was a ghost in a solor powered slave machine.
ReplyDeleteI think that one of the riders was up on a trailer, taking a leak, that's why he was holding " Much love "
ReplyDelete" Try Again,somehow I will find the way"
ReplyDeletethere is a message there that we both missed.
just keep looking ?