of all my words, i stink in misery i grasped for truthfullness and found my own deserted sadness and hope is wished through the endless confusion shining like a lonely star in the darkest of night burning on it's own pain waiting for the childlike shimmer of dead mirrors busted and flat from confusion like my empty bag of sand and i gaze down from this theater's wall, through the mist, smoke and all i'm waiting for this friend you know, i guess he knows, he's supposed to tell me where to go but i've laid down the scriptures, i've cast out these shadows, i'm supposed to fill you with beauty but in so i would leave myself breathless i've cast no lies towards you and you know i believe you as far as you use words, but what they mean is of not much meaning to me and my friend he knows, he's not as one but for many, he knows pain but does not bring it, he feels for us, he does not lie jokers rain, fell down cast rolled it's sadness in the palm of love's hand god understands, there has no thought gone by, no meaning dissappointed and yet my sadness does not end for whom i'm defending i replace myself once more, it's not religion just the delay in things, the way they pass some gather round you most gently, others flee your presence whenever and some they carve and nail themselves in your flesh and in radiating minds of souls to gentle or just too alive wish your words well, do not wait for me just onto yourselves you might be, for all equallity and with loose metaphore, press down into life make your mark as long as you can, love might save you or just on one last rampage where circumstance is faith, and truth is long for either with blood and light will you be freed, and flow solemnly believe and hold on to truth as long as you can, i know you've tried
very wonderful words this is how your work made me feel........... how you have searched your soul to express these feelings and thoughts i love the moment you move from yourself almost on bended knee to telling all how truth lasts as long as we believe in oursleves........ lovely work love n peace from saff
i never could hold on to one word or one line of speech too long, it's just the way thoughts changed and became something else once spoken, and as such i wrote these words, ever changing my opinion, the only truth reliable enough to be mentioned building a houseboat in heaven(tvz)