Sunday, March 15, 2009



I went out to see what's there -
As if I'd really care.
But then the wall spoke to me,
a weird message as you can see.



My neurons silently started screaming -
is there any bloody meaning?
I didn't stop with just one word,
only to find the next best fnord.


Seeing the invisible
hearing angels sing
mind and body indivisible
quite a spaced out thing.



There was no need for speed
to meditate about booze and weed,
just a silent satisfaction
about yet another distraction.


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

man, this city is synchronicity city.

Winston Smith said...

Is it? How does it synch to you? Woohoo... Melbs is Syn City, chronically. It feels like I never lived in better times.

Anonymous said...

yeah, so i was minding my own biz, paddling in what i thought were the unexplored shallows of the syncromystic beach, when all of a sudden there's a massive tsunami in the syncrosurf, then the next thing i remember, i - - -

Anonymous said...

- - - wait, what was i saying?

Anonymous said...

so i don't know how it syncs to me, it just kinda dose, dig?