…he asked me why I was urinating on the side of my passenger side tyre in front of the police station
I said, whatever may pass for legal behaviour in the bush, shall indeed be passed as legal behaviour in the city. To deny this is to deny the rights of the common man, and an affront to my very existence as a human being!
On the plus side, the cell I stayed in that night was a single cell with no buddies to keep me company.
Glorified I fell
In memory I reside
taken to haven
judged, stripped, granted a hearing
clemancy, relieve and rest.
Seek you the path of the wise
Of an enlightened life.
I watch and see the men sitting on mountains
Or with heads buried in books
and those who dance on the edge of a knife.
Fools! I gift all with wisdom
look around, feel the wind on your cheek.
Laugh with others, live and breath
To seek wisdom elsewhere is to deny
the beauty that I made that week!
The search for the self is depressing and inevitably unachievable as we base our self on comparisons of others (which is ever changing and unrealistic). Only when we are in multiplicity and are able to adopt many selves at once do we find happiness… or at least fun. The wise are only wise when they play the fool, and the fool is happy to be the fool.
Our hearts we left on the shores
of foreign lands we endured
We brave ones passed the veil
For a future of a land ensured.
Though we only last in memory
Our steps were taken knowing
Our families live on and prosper
The children can keep on growing.
Touring the world
Its worth more then gold
Ill do it before im old
Or before my bones cannot move in the cold
And though mother my scold
Seeing this world lets my stories be told!
No bark and no bite
Strength wanes as the clouds pass on
All for progression