Friday, 24 October 2014

I want and I feel . .

I just feel really down when I go into a hospital, or Job Centre, or anywhere where people are studiously working and it's all quietish.

I want to be in the middle of the countryside lying deep down in the long deep grass with the glorious sunshine shining down on my face, with endless green glades and my soulmate gazing down deep into my eyes, full of endless love and compassion. I want to feel that everything is wonderful and everything will come right at the end.

I want to feel that life is one wonderful adventure. I want everything to come right at the end. I want . . I want . . an ultimate point to my beingness, to the Universe, to all things. 

And yes I've been drinking a fair few pints . . . so what . .

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