aliens and predators

ive gone from
orgasm to organism
a cog in the wheel
as the autonomous being
but this is a wild land
they wink
oh the cold wind in the evening
so inviting to quench
the thirst of parched
weather beaten mornings
so harsh on the skin
to live is to drink
in this parched rocky land
but yes the evening chill
there is peace
look or don't
or look and still do not
or wait
open your eyes slowly
breathe


advice. that inescapable outgrowth of experience, the irrepressible appurtenance of human existence (i would have said existence, but outside of bagheera ive known of no animals giving or receiving advice). but even if it were so that there was that little bit of friendly guidance, a small word of caution exchanged among animals, i would not think less of them for that. we all need to be advised; only the following it part is fuzzy and therefore its cool if we never did use it. there is an ideal world for you: coexisiting with the word to the wise the triggers of obstinacy. i havent had any truck with advice for as long as i can remember. but i havent been out like this either in the same timeframe. so no i didnt seek advice to come to hyderabad. but then i needed it. some said, just breathe, others thought i should just chill. not advice of the kind that puts you on your guard making it one kind of advice that is amenable. not the kind to make you wary but the type to make you put your guard down. i like that. just let go. good advice. "listen to me... let go". thanks, i will.