Deep Thoughts For Someday Morning
Was an early morning yesterday ... I was up before the dawn. And I really have enjoyed my stay ... but I must be moving on. Like a king without a castle, or a king without a throne, or an early morning lover ... goodbye stranger, it's been nice ... hope you find your Paradise.
The road for the journey has many potential pathweighs, but your consciousness may only follow one of the options. At the point break where you fade to black, the endeavor can end in the mind's eye of many persons other than one's self - you always get to be wherever you are, because that is where you find yourself, when you awaken. There is another there out there and you can get there, you just cannot get back here from there, easily. Will you go?
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see - I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy. Because I'm easy come, easy go ... little high, little, low - Anyweigh the wind blows, doesn't really matter - to me. Songs of the 1970s speak to the patrons of the 2020s just as assuredly as they spoke to us children of the 70s. Beyond hippie, beyond yuppie ... we got lost in the Rhapsody of modern times.
Some of the photos are not loading to the Steemit site. The Steemit Game is impossible, the chips you put in a year ago are still rotting in the squeemishness of yesterday's slogans - songs of the past that don't quite reach the future of today, beyond the time barrier. That time is circular and has already ended in the main stable, means we have been through the desert on a horse with no name and it felt good to be out of the reign. Society runs that weigh.
The endo-cannibanoid system works closely with the limbic system to regulate the function of a body, enny body. The body regulates itself for temperature, weight, height and manners based upon the internal workings beyond cognitive acumen. The eight strongs mean that parts work together independently to make a whole, as long as the holes are not eviscerated. The human mind is a terrible thing to baste - five dee does just that - would you like fries to go with your hamburgled mind?
Concepts work to keep order amonst the chaos as we pass through a strange attractor field. The mass and form cycle back and forth, up to the point when the sytem begins to flow. A few tweaks create a sense of power. Applying love to the process, allows the sound to mind into a complex picture - rationalized from the void. This leads ahead to massing yet another complex dynamic.
Mass .. Form .. Flow .. Power .. Love .. Sound .. Mind .. Void
The Knew Weigh Radio Show just finish Power Powering. The apex of delusion created a non-resonant frequency that shrilly affected the team and a non-resonant sound erupted - the blaring of cognitive dissonance surrounding the belief that reality actually follows the one distinct Thyme line. Know that Dr. Lenny is a figment of an imagination, with consensus created by me, myself, I, the inner child and the higher self. Once this crew of five has decided on a belief - there ain't no changing weighs. Just gotta get to eight. Mebbe doctor, liar and indian chief?
Love is the answer, we just forgot the question. We, the people, have to get our skin back on for the game. Tune in on tune-in at Steempunk Radio at 10:00 am EST M-F for things you never heard said on the radio - a cryptofiction roleplay that knees reality in the groin. Ouch - he didn't say that. Radio kills the video star.
Canines run the world, Felines run the humans, Humans run the treadmill
Namaste' ...
PS The Art of Dreaming appeared on the shelf. Carlos has been after me to read this book - see ya tomorrow morning.