When the hue of earth takes on golden mother's birth, we shall live electric.
Grazin' lazin' sun gazin'... Fuckin' amazin'!
The tramp's eyes reveal society's lies to all who can see, all who don't wanna be, someone, something; be everything, we're all in every thing.
Electric fields of human energy yields our true calling, the sun will shine again, the power will dismantle itself undoing wealth to the few. Welcome people, open arms.
I believe some call this ghost writing, no thought should go into it just that of the immediate. Write it down, if it rhymes great, if it doesn't even better.
Wednesday, 13 February 2013
Thursday, 7 February 2013
Mornings
The soreness to my eyes in the morning, never seems to not be there, unless, I wake past 10am.
This unexplainable fact does not bode well in a world which loves to start work between the hours of 8-9am.
The answer is to become fully self employed and make your own hours.
Hmmm, an odd variation to the unexplainable 'fact' just came to mind, they do not sting when I'm awake early for a holiday; the answer there in lies, I think.
A contributing factor to the soreness may be the fact I resist going to bed early, for I feel I'm missing out on the night; so what is to miss about the night rather than the morning? Complete and utter freedom I suppose? But is that freedom not there on a weekend morning? Yes, but it is there to get extra hours of sleep that have been missed in the week for the love of nighttime freedom.
Well then it now makes complete and perfect sense why my eyes aren't sore past 10. Change your working hours to ten, for a good few years, and they'll be sore until past midday.
Cruel, cruel world.
Are you a night owl or an early bird? (Genetic apparently)
This unexplainable fact does not bode well in a world which loves to start work between the hours of 8-9am.
The answer is to become fully self employed and make your own hours.
Hmmm, an odd variation to the unexplainable 'fact' just came to mind, they do not sting when I'm awake early for a holiday; the answer there in lies, I think.
A contributing factor to the soreness may be the fact I resist going to bed early, for I feel I'm missing out on the night; so what is to miss about the night rather than the morning? Complete and utter freedom I suppose? But is that freedom not there on a weekend morning? Yes, but it is there to get extra hours of sleep that have been missed in the week for the love of nighttime freedom.
Well then it now makes complete and perfect sense why my eyes aren't sore past 10. Change your working hours to ten, for a good few years, and they'll be sore until past midday.
Cruel, cruel world.
Are you a night owl or an early bird? (Genetic apparently)
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