Do you think there's some

That don't die?

They go on like time

A Faustian deal

A freak of DNA

A miracle of God

What would that be like

To go on

To live forever

Never die

Never die

I met you on the rocky road

I picked you up

By the way side

You did not know the way

But I found you

And so we travelled together

I met you on the rocky road

Life is a rocky road

But I found you

By the wayside.

I know there's stars in the night sky... that they are suns with planets around them...we are in a galaxy with our own sun...millions of times bigger than us...yes we have planets...Jupiter..Saturn...Pluto...Mars..I know that one day the sun will die...in a million years.....exploding ripping a hole in the fabric of space itself creating blackholes...but while it's here to enjoy it's light...it gives plants life through photosynthesis and transpiration at night...gives us oxygen...I know that water like rivers spring from underground aquafiers deep underground from the water table...feeds through limestone and other igneous rock...there's animals...they evolved from a primary single organism that evolved into a soft shell organism that developed lungs from gills to crawl from the sea billions of years ago....each animal species then branched out to create the animal branches of reptile..bird...fish... mammalian like horses lions and us....we came from a common ancestry out into Africa from a progenitor called Eve...branching out into Neanderthals...Asiatic peoples...the modern Homo Sapien.....insects in their multitudes each with their own sub class and categories....i know that there is what you can see and cannot see that there is unknown like the Marinara Trench in the very deep sea....all i know...how do i know all this? i learned..i studied...there are things i do not know...like how to talk to a girl...how to heal myself and others...but i can water divine,,find water and underground..i can chop a tree down with a chainsaw..i can ride a motorbike like the devil himself...i know there is a God be He an astronaut..alien...higher being...or crucified prophet on the hill of Golgotha...or just light itself...all i know

Was a guy when I was a kid about thirteen he was an adult but all the kids knew him he was sort of small like just like one of us...so we all liked him...lived in a mud brick house down on the corner he had been seeing a girl at the Clematis Pub..a young girl...turned out she had AIDS at the time of that pandemic and knew it...Kim got aids from her and blew his head off with a shotgun...he hadn't wanted to die like that...I forget everything else except in the passing years I would ask my parents as people moved in and out of the house...is Kim still there? Still there? They would say no he has passed on...well Kim I hope you got wherever was good because you were the best R.I.P

Got a job picking great sunflower stalks with a curved knife in Silvan....acres of them the yellow heads would blind your eyes...cut and put on my shoulder...i didnt clock on or off just worked from sun up to sun down...and i loved it...i would load the bunches into an old car on a muddy track below...to go to the shed for packing...now..there was a certain girl called Alicia..that i was well on the way to being in love with...to me she was like a dangerous mystery..sex on legs...beautiful and scary...she would call me a young pup...and at the time she was right...though she was bit older...at lunch we would sit on an old couch called the tea room...and the boss Max noticed a thing between us...and one day sang Lincoln and Alicia sittin a tree k i s s i n g.....then came a day that was like Heaven she invited me to her place at Preston down the city...her house was an old miners hut by tram tracks a hallway ran down the middle with rooms branching off...we played the nervous game you know the one..skirting around talking just to talk...until i finally came up with the courage to kiss her...we just lay in her bed skin to skin and talked in a quiet way like we had been lovers in this time and the next...forever....like all things it did not last but here endeth the story..oh she had told me there was something special about me...whispered it..a moment in time...thank you for listening.

In the summer the adults would pick peas to survive on a five acre flat lot below the White House of Nan and Pas all did it was back breaking work and so hot the sun would radiate down ..us kids were too small to pick peas so our cousin an aboriginal girl called Jo would take us tadpoling down the dirt road ..I would hold the jars and look up at her saying do you think we will get lots?...We loved her didn't see her hair lip or that she was aboriginal we just loved her...and she would smile down at us like an angel and she felt like one...she must have been about seventeen and I was about five Kell three...it was the most amazing thing to catch tadpoles little things swimming so interesting and all yours...yours to watch and keep...we were like little puppies running around her and were just loved unconditionally for a moment by her..I remember her smile and how we were never an annoyance or anything...and she never got angry at us like adults did...there was never a crossed word or a slap or hit...never that...in those times..the one I remember the most..is just feeling love for Jo...happy time it was...everyone gets a happy time...and this is mine.

Knew this kid dropped dead in the pines we played in at school we would play throw these fucking big rocks at each other and attack the girls pine needle huts... because we liked them but didn't know how to express it...turned out the kid had a hole in his heart all his life..and he was gone just like that...taught me life was short...God doesn't have a sense of humor and that to grab life because you could be gone in any second any second...like me everything has tried to kill me and I survive..lots of times it's one step forward and two steps back..but that is life...trials...keep punching.. thankyou

Fucking nightmares...a result of the life I've lived like Jim said no one gets out alive..but you can always wake up..but I wonder when is the day I don't and I'm there forever?..one got serious once and I was saved won't say three angels but beings of you're not into that..dreamed hell once or I don't know what it was...but I was definitely in a place..why can't I dream good things? And when I dream those mother fuckers I wake up drained..but so relieved..a real trippy one was I was building a rock wall in the old times fitting a rock into the niche..like I was a convict..like a past life...think you can do that?..if you believe in such things.. sometimes I will dream of things that happen..a bus crash once..there's no controlling it random as fuck...I've wondered what if I could?..control it...