Today I'm 49,surprised shocked?Ha ya me too, not fifty ,ha ya right,spit that hair, share it with a friend, well its an odd number year so I have that going for me,ya its the beginning of the end ,always has been,its the way, thats the way, the only way its ever been,start at the beginning then wonder where the fuck is the end probably somewhere in the middle I don't want to hear the violin I prefer a fiddle,still what of it, love it ,still appreciate it more just a little cause I always understood the meaning of my life not yours I for me was always sure,just say thank you from time to time,stay away from those you pissed off in the past,always order the expensive wine,just a little secret to survival deny all regrets pay off all lost bets dont take anything serious just act like it is at the right time when all witnesses are present and accounted for...

oops drinking forgot what I would say hmmm damn

still I wish that the impossible will come true ,that my way of thinking will only compliment yours,that most, not all will realize there is an easier way to get through everyday,it takes little effort but the hard part is the understanding,that is is that easy if you just start believing,that its not a competition there is no beginning in we came late in the game all trial no verdict to be rendered no losers to surrender so many opportunities to befriend another group or one and another no discretion no interpretation without excuse no need to worry no need to care I just wish,its ok...

knives and flashlights helps you find the fight for your life guns and mace keeps the peace when they look you in the face and you can't get no relief from the constant abuse for which you have no use for in your life cant make it go away so you at least keep it all at bay when you still hear them plotting not by what they say but the path that they are on you fortify your defenses cause you know all are relentless to achieve nothing but to brag on their senseless wasted use of time...

B earth day

They say there is no shadows in darkness,all that creeps there is equally afraid,there is little light at night for night is not darkness always,light shows fear darkness only hints at it,we are afraid of the truth revealed in the light of day ,there is no doubt no excuse to use no denying what is truly there,give me darkness give me shadows in the light deflect my fear,embrace my Psyche,keep me aware that the danger is in the light and safety lurks in the darkness in the night...

Off again ,so long my friends you may see me no more ,perhaps on a distant shore,far away like strangers we may not speak or just a nod when we greet passing each other by it will never be the same again but I am thankful for what we had,the moments we understood each other but always the time must pass nothing can ever last there is no need just selfish thoughts I hope for me I will let you go now I will leave you be no longer will I hinder your journey just to please me go on goodbye,be free...

Its time

When all else fails,and it will ,when your tired of sitting in jail and you got some free time to kill, get on your feet, climb on that seat start that fuel flow you already know its time to go, got to ride gonna ride on alone, just the air and asphalt covered earth,the cage held idiots who don't know their worth,the trucker rock chuckers and all the other mother fuckers who think I,m the sucker out in the breeze where I can breath in the pollution and fresh air solution mixed in with with flowers and swamp gas fresh cut grass and a host of other fragrances that keeps you guessing the origin except when you see the trees and the groves and the fields that shield the view of the houses from you,you know deep inside that standing still won't do,just rerouting my course,same adventure I started too long ago,maybe go meet someone I will later used to know,explain just enough to keep them wondering and the mind wandering,and all the truths I will find then cut in half,just to make them mine,throw them at you when you have the time to listen but it will cost you a beer and a trip to the kitchen may tell you a few stories of the feelings you been missin' so so long sons and bitches papas gotta go...