Marlene, I Fell Asleep My Dear

Sometimes I slip off, I don't know how, it would seem impossible, such a stability maintained... that I slip out of, and start seeing things that matter they seem to matter more than anything they matter more than love Boooooaaaaahhhhhhh ha ha ha did I just say that? No, the devil did! 'they matter more than love' oh shoot me on the path if you find my mind gone there finish me off blow my brains out that I may never think again and feel that 'things' matter take my head or... let me show love of the para-Earthly type the clear blue eyes of love unqualified a 'whophuckingcares' attitude 24-7 you need not feel you need to be loved that would come from a place unloved the only thought being 'allness' the whole of it all is perfect and eye see that in you, thru you, around you of you, in you, out of you, all pervading I'll take it I'll die for it I won't kill for it I am -it let's be it! LOVE awakened to LOVE