Unpaved beauty lost
Tossed upon the wind
Quietly, it decays

An empty space speaks
Lies through faceless claims
Arrogance of the heart

Numbness releases to pain. To pain, grief is let loose like a tide. The memories of the past wash over these rocky shores of the mind. They create mountains and valleys. Ponds and rivers. Safety and danger. The pain subsides eventually to calm. The soft lapping of water upon a distant warm shore.

Little creature of feather and air
Creating a small home in the tree
Collecting all the little dogs hair
To make its little home comfy

The soft breath of new life in the air. Spring blankets the country in flowers so fair. Sparking blue skies brings gorgeous new views. The birds, bees, and trees all humming good news. It is the sweetest time of the year.

Embraced by love.
You find the kindness of your holy father in all of his sacred places.
Your soul will be welcomed.
Your offering will be accepted.
Be at peace.

Love unconditional
The only blindness is that of pure affection.
To hold what you cherish in any state and any being
A worm? A monster?
Unrecognizable? Familiar?
No form or shape.
Just simple idolization of the soul.

The packed sand is paper
Skin to write with a cutting edge
of a stick.
A sharp word left
A stone smoothed
Washed by the shores' constant rearrangement.
Come to find the shells of yesterday's wave.
Emotions leaving lines spread across the time worn stone.
The sand wiped clean of meaning by the waves.

I cry every time a ray cat shies away from me.

Im imagining the other half of the planet that has no idea of this so-called moon.

If I'm understanding this correctly, that would mean it never leaves that part of the sky? Always in the same place on the same side of the planet?

Oh damn my memory fails me I meant to say Space Unicorn.

Distantly, Rainbow Unicorn begins to play.

Amos is the most beloved psycho and I love him.