freinds are movin

We drew a map and slew the demon, victory was ours!

Hendrix guitar riffs and a colorful park we did check out and spend hours

The swan did call and we ran to ball our best that we could express

We found it in us to part ways and made sure to be complete

Closure and the street of redemption through amends and friends

in communication, wording the aid to the station,

did Monica still spin records? did our DJ friend still have a mid day spot?

how the Earth Rising had to do with the Eugene urban gardeners and

where the motivation to transport prospects came about, was somehow correlated with the men and women who worked within city hall and were dedicated to helping the city grow in a more grass-roots direction, a more foliated direction, and a more herbal setting to create in the spring.

blue ribbons transformed into responsible accounts of our creative charisma to control our consumtion, through means that made simple our thoughts and our riddles of confusion by means of directly intending upon the chess game of life and the next move was ours.

We handled the night well, with all due respect to the phone call from home, wondering what the deal was, a full house, a royal flush?

Two wild dueces and the call was to balance with the seven that was tucked behind the ace.

Every breath of air was taken in graceful wonder how the next moment was coming untill some random individual took the wheel and decided it was his turn to teal the timeshare and create and hopefully, pass him a late blooming garden of justice, the wrong doings of the dirt dwellers forgiven though uneasily forgotten. We need to slow down! We need a new definition of our overall intention, to always be on the lookout, looking in just the same, to find out how our time is shared in synchronicity with the world, and that our money is being channeled into more helpful places the more we dedicate our time and energy in effecient and conscious means and ways.

There's always another day to compassionately caress a loving child, there's always more effort to contribute to a society basically in need of constant support. Is there a day for building the ideals one needs in order to contribute to society to one's fullest potential?

The costumes were out and the children did some shoutin' through the night we saw a fountain of what dreams of overcoming the inequities of our past, moving the blocking, meaningless, wasteful, hurt and pain so the future may be open and limitless for the sake of our children and our unborn children.