' Thoughts on a Thursday Night '...

Welcome to the darkness of the Winter of New York..

An Observer within the mentally controlled..

Perhaps, the Oceans bring Dimension..

To reach Mind to Spirit is difficult..

Who are You ?...

I can write paragraphs,

but, who does it honor ?...

I laugh at the attempts to control my nature and soul..

I laugh, because, they do not know, that I do not exist..

I have always existed as the Dreams of Source..

Nothing else...


thomas