10.2

Right of way, Left of way
left to say I love you
today is a new day
new hopes, new dreams
new sun, to gleam at
no space, to mind
no place, to find
don't drop your mind and pick it up
after ten seconds it's already travelled
to the floor & back to the vase of your mind
at the top of your spine lays an eggshell,
nobodies eggshell but mine,
for if you crack it open, make soldiers
the soldiers will be all yours.

Air man, strawb jam find man, stare @ space

Spirit Grow, River Flow
Insence blow, & touch your toe
Colours glow, patterns show
People come, & decide to go.

GREEN LIFE

green life, no strife
I went & found, a forest wife
green hair, not a care
I think that she's the one for life.

Brown earth, foot print
green eye, green glint
sun shines, moon tints
grass grows, & boots click
moon glows, sun shows
bare eyes, & tip toes
rummage earth, find the centre
dig a whole, & return to sender

13-9 / Hair don't fall

Nature gives me energy, life
police just bring me pain
and if one day, I have a wife
I hope that she's insane.
So not to sit 'round gently
and rot, our sane old lives away,
I'd rather do the whackest shit
all til' i'm old and grey.

Hair don't fall, don't care
at all, bout the hunger &
the stress; it won't go
away, but my brain may and
i'll love you best. If you were longer
I would caress.
these curls upon my brow,
above the shaded foreman's head,
surrounding my whole skull
wetly linger until sun comes out
to warm the fun.

Hair don't fall,
not-like all the others, with you
I'll actually miss,
hair, don't fall above my bowl
chrome dome, Sun and all
serenade you with a kiss.

13-9 Unite!

Stained visions, satin rivers
Bulldog quivers, Night-time shivers
Only he listens, something glistens *
Daytime whispers, no one listens.

Only hinders, old- school Sneakers
Science beakers, floorboard creakers
Sheer sheepers, & cafe Creepers
Tea mug leakers, Walk-in speakers
Acid-Freakers, chess-club geekers.

Unite!
To Fight! the common cause
of threat, and fret, & no applause.
It's in our water, go warn
your daughter.
The way society lives,
all dumbed down, like cattle town
with a semi-close eyelid.

7 - 16 (On way to Phillip Island)

Sitting watching the sheep
it's hard wondering what kind
of sheep I'd be.
One of the hungry ones?
standing up, eating
Or one of the lazy ones?
sitting down gazing at the
tranquility.
Because I them both (eating,
& relaxing) equally.
I think if I were a sheep
I would work out a way
to feed on the grass while
lazing about admiring
the tranquility of it all
at the same time.

DMTree

DMTree ,  Let it cee
the Number three (eye)
Present-ly (a) Mysterie
Let it Be - Over Me
Gracefully - Follow thee see
Under me -  Tree - Be

Farmer Cowe

I can't wait to see you
to hold you in my arms once again
to nurture, kiss, and pluck you
like a farmer would his hen

I can't wait to see you
and do it all over again

20-8

Herbal blend, synergic friend
Hold it in, until the end
Infusion tea, Oh let it be
Entheogenic Explorer
better pull up your socks
Back-yard Sharman
Sacred Medicine
Living father, Mushroom letter
Purple room
makes me feel much better
Left-gazing stare into a
nother dimension, that's not
really there. Sinking into
the chair. Pleasured Peripherals
of outer-worldly things
spheric objects sphering
inside other things
Geometric patterns
Tryptamine Harmala

Changaleros - those who practice the way of the smoke

29-6.

Can't wait to see my honey suckle
cover her in vines, wrap her up in luscious berries,
and then she'll be all mine.
Can't wait to see my sparrow,
She wants one in her life
and if she is a sparrow too
She'll be my feathered wife
Can't wait to see my tea boil
mix it up in a cup,
go out to the garden
cause baby we're two peas in pod.

19-6 Back From The Dead

Summing up a place by the colour of his skin
isn't really an accurate place to begin.
Looking at a man, By the colour of his shoes
doesn't really tell you if he owns the blues.
Complaining about the sky, that it's too high,
and there's too much going on makes you a moron.
But the best way to be free is (from a-to-z)
Be Free from fate, hate, greed, money, and religion.

(religion-pigeon)
(hate-fate)

shower thoughts

water your head in the shower,
so your hair can grow out like a flower

Make sure to get plenty of sun light
Keep bugs and animals away

The water plants the seeds, beneath the head
Make sure the soil’s fertile, or you’ll wind up dead!

Blow a kiss, kiss a blow
from your mouth, it will go
in the air, & through the clouds
through the clouds, & in the air
just hovering there.
Til I catch it.

Catch it up, let it grow
tie it up & let it go
If it wanders, Love it so
tie it up & let it go

pie

Throw pie, pie throw
from hand, let go
pie fly, in sky
go high, hit guy

11/12/11

Komo Sabre Sabe
Omni Oshi Ni
Komo Sabre Sobro
Omna Noshi Ni

11/12-12-11

I've been in the skies
I've been on the land
I've been on the water
And been in the sand
I've stood in the grass
that soothes my whole self
I've lived like the pixie
that followed the elf

I've walked on the rocks,
and fell through the cracks,
I've grazen my knee,
and tore through my socks.

but I've not been everywhere yet,
and I've not seen all I can see,
for I yearn the adventure that's next,
and I hope that you will come with me.

ode to my brain

Ohhh,
sweet lovely sludge
Leaking
out of my eyeball
Like when
the flooded dirt
Becomes mud
and my heart becomes stone
and all the love
that’s caused me pain,
Slowly driving me insane,
this is an ode to my brain
this is an ode to my brain

Lar D. Da & La D. Dee were as custard as could be..so custard infact, that they were practically marmalade

Lar D. Da & La D. Dee were as custard as could be..so custard infact, that they were practically marmalade

-Lar D. Da & La D. Dee planned a journey out to sea
(to see if they could see to find C. Thompson in the sea)
Lar D. Da & La D. Dee
had never left the land
they'd swallowed too much LSD
and vanished in the sand.

-Now Lar D. Dum & La D. Doo
(the parents of above)
had returned into sky again
to the find the crystal dove.

When Lar D. Da & La D. Dee
had come back from their trip
they'd brought a pot of gold with them
and many teas to sip!

21/4/11

When we die
Our bodies are turned into flowers
And planted in the sea
Our seeds are scattered gracefully
And woe is without thee

All our worries fall
like the petals of a dove
And our Perennials call
Our souls down to the cove

17-2

When I say I love you most
You say you love me more than most
Well, I love you most than most
I love you most than toast
(not to boast)

31-1-11

16-1-11

If I ever wear a suit
-At my heart I beg you shoot

If I ever wear a tie
-You may hang me from the sky

For if I cut my hair short
How, I will be distraught
and would like nothing more than to die

I’m not saying it will happen
-For I shall never care
How the hippies and the flowers
All turn to be so square?

lies, lies, tiny eyes

star-laced soul
crushed in the sand
by a cruel-faced culture
with un-natural demand
It's eyes covered up
by black spray paint
And taught from youth
to never wake.
The first few years they let you be
til' they teach you words to be used falsely.

The elders they all think they're happy
with their governing suits & their coloured t.v
When inside-out they've all been cheaped
less' they look within, remember deep
The 'leaders' are the convict creep
They turn your brain, put soul to sleep
-categorize, instate, forbid, try rise
their lies, their lies, from tiny eyes.

unfinished story (written during religion exam)

more water, than land
less castles, than sand
more rain-drops than man
(but not so much that he
feels flooded.)
-unless he leaves the bath-
tub on, and starts to
drown before not long.
sucked down the plug-hole
glasses and all
Begins to sink, and starts to fall
into a new land of lost-plug-hole things
he finds old hair, and long-lost rings

He's greeted there by a cat so tall
who speaks in English, just like us all
"welcome to the mystic land,
the skies are high, the grass is grand
and if you want to look around, then follow
me, don't make a sound.
We'll pass the toadstools underground
on our way to the ancient land.
And if you need some guidance now,
well hurry up & take my hand."

"don't you mean paw? replied the man,
as they passed more garbage cans.
"Oh heavens no, you silly man
you call it paw, we call it hand,
you call it love - we call it life
You call it black, when it's all white! (all right)"

"What do you mean?" replied the man
who wore a suit, and went by Sam.
"There is no need" replied the cat.
for hating this, for hating that.
We are all one, yes, you and me,
taste these mushrooms, you will see.

"Oh heavens, no!" replied the man,
I only drink beer, straight from the can.
I'll never, ever, ever, touch
a strange old thing that starts with 'mush'.
"Why my boy, what has happened to you,
you've lost your way & lost your roots.
You wouldn't even know where you came from
even if you just left it.

10-11

We don’t need a government
Not even need no dollar or cent
Cos’ everything man should be free
Like the beautiful things our eyes do see

We don’t need a house to live
We call it home, live on the earth
We don’t need no deadly weapons
Just hug a sister, get into heaven

There shouldn’t be no secret organizations
No one, no places
Who wanna close our eyes, and shut us in
Make us live like them, to live like him
Open your eyes – stare at the skies
And never forget where you came from
Cos’ we're all one – false religion, God is Sun
We’re all one being, that’s what I’m seeing
Should be no society, no artificial variety

Hey man, now that fruit is ripe
Grab me a mango while I smoke my pipe.

A Ghastly Friend

We get dressed
Go out at night
Looking for
The latest fright

Black trench coats
-Filled to the brim
With Poison candy
Covered in sin

-Big black boots
Enter the gates
Into the graveyard
Where death awaits

The ground sinks in
Beneath our feet
We look back to
The long-lost street

The night runs cold
-Follow the path
To kicked-in tombstones
(drenched in the dark)

Hold out the candle
-Hold it out bright
Don’t let the darkness
Encompass the light

We reach the bones
-A crossing bend
Written in stone
‘A ghastly friend’

Our dim-lit shine
-It muffles out
We’ve passed our time
Our time passed out

It’s too late now
(To) turn back and go
We’ve lost our hope
We’ve lost our glow

We say our prayers
And bow our head
We lay a curse
And raise the dead.

20-10-2010 (2)

There's a Cat looking down from the ceiling at
a boy who has lost all bad feelings and
has fallen in love
with an Affrican Dove
who shares the same love for the Cat.

20-7 (2)

I awake lost hope - dream vanishing
Loose my chance - scream happening
I kissed you there, but lost all hope
A bearded man, and Jewish pope.

Let swim in sea
With fish - peg water
And drown with me
Let save your daughter.

Coral, Coral, Peg-leg Moral
Swim through sauce, and age to borrow
The library books, I need a card
A knife, a gun, a cut-glass shard
A life, no fun, these times are hard
But even harder, when I'm with you
Cos then I have to think for two.
Your glasses hide your brain in sight
Don't think too hard, or then you might
Explode your MIND, that's too unkind.
-Then we'll have that in common.

20-7

It begotts election
And transfuses time
(It) dismisses rejection
And ability to rhyme.
It comes in two's and 3's and Nine
You hang it on your washing-line
But if it rains, then it's no good
The wetness extracts melt the wood
It starts with 'Z' and 'P' and 'L'
And when you pinch it lets off smell
It ends with 'Y' and 'Q' and 'R'
And looks just like a broken star
For what is seen is often heard
Unless of course you're Patrick Jurd
Cos' then you have no hope in hell
To find the word, which is ****l
(hotel)

Liar

I feel as weightless, as an anvil
I smell as clean, as a landfill
I am as sane, as a schizo
I feel as gay, as a widow
I speak as loud, as a mute
I look as ugly, as someone cute
I see as much, as a blind man can
I am as pale, as I am tan
I am as free, as a prisoner
I am as deaf, as a listener
I speak the truth, I always lie
I’m born next week, and then I die

80 Milligrams. 23/7

Head spins when I tilt the cup up
Legs cave when I try to stand up
It’s too thick, to drink such muck
It’s too late to try to wake up
I’ll turn my iron into a kettle
To spray my tea all over a petal
(Jumping off a toadstool)
Saints are losers, crims are king
Eyes are boozers, lips do sing
Shady gray, and block and weight
To surf, to groove, and move, to skate
Doesn’t matter what you are
As long as your are

Conpost Connor

There once as a boy who smelt so bad
He had a stinking mum & a compost dad.
He loved vegetables, that was to be
He ate 'em all day, especially with tea
The kids at school would tease & sin
Till Conpost left & hid a bin
He moved to a junkyard, to start a new life
He had a compost son with his compost wife
They had a compost wedding with an onion-ring
And a compost choir who could not sing.

(Quote)

"I don't even know what I wanna be-
or even if I wanna be."

Nature Danger - Stranger Granger

Boxxy kilt on storeman's quilt
Roney burrage on dwarf stilts
Govern men(t) meant govern
Feel no guilt.

Underground Chase

Ten foot foe
White & grey
Held his cloth
To my dismay
Night is loud
Take chase he
Chase take me
Through the crowd
I - smell like beer
I - feel like fear
Run to nowhere
Nowhere's clear.

1-7

Spinal columns, canvas bags
Stick-out ribs, choke feet scum
Sonics play, witches dance
Children aging, boags six works
Spinning patterns, look-in holes
Lips-fit turban, neck negative man
Fell in love, twice two day
Nose-stud keyboard, too old, too used
Rapid heart, desert lips
Front-flip man, end of line.

Pirpiri's Pies

Pirpiri’s Pies
Will open up your eyes
She bakes them fresh
She makes them nice
She adds things to
That you don’t know
Until your brain moves
Rather s-l-o-w

She works uptown
A little store
Right beside the
Electric Apple Core

Quarter cup flour
Half a cup salt
Four pounds hash
(For best result)
Five cups blueberry
Two pounds spice
Don’t forget the
Lysergic acid diethylamide!

6-7

And with that I bid you all, Good Morrow
May your days be long, until tomorrow
Let the sun shine in, and you will see
The light, and peace, and harmony

Cos no two beings are the same
And this is God's fault, he's to blame
Cos I love you, and it won't end
So what will happen when I'm dead?
You'll roam the earth, in spite of me
Be happy, sorry, you'll be free
Cos I was never made for this
It's all too much, and nothing's bliss
And though there's one thing that I'll miss
Your eyes, your touch, your scarlet kiss.

Gift

This book was a gift from me bruvah
A dear old bruvah was he
He'd give me books & dexies
(to which I could not sleep)

This head was a gift from me muvah
A dear old muvah was she
she'd buy me guitar & cut me down
(to which I could not see)

This food was a gift from me sistuh
A dear old sistah was she
She'd cook me food & lighten the mood
And just watch D V D'Z

Can't Stand to Look at Myself

Tummy rumbly
Flya kyte
Hedza moo-vin
Thru the nyte
Arms a stiffen
Cramps & pain
Shouldn't eye doo this again

Arms cramp, begin to pop
I wish they would (then it might stop)
"thanks for the dough
MO!"

Twenty-Two: Fifty One / Twenty-Two:Fifty Two

Take a number, stand in line
Wait to answer, wait to die
Talk to comfort, soul to heal
Walk to wander, poke to feel
Kiss to taste your steady lips
Running fingers, tender bliss
Look to see your beauty glow
Close to listen, see your soul
Miss you 'mensely, go to see
I hope that you'll do drugs (with me)

Luscious Flea

Mushroom tea - is where I want to be
Flying stars - is what I want to see
Banana peel - is what I want to feel
And Luscious Flea - is what I want to be

Pages from Notebook

CAN

Can is the greatest band
Delay 68' nineteen century man
Pinch, swang, spoon, pnoom
Empress Ukraine King of Moon
Ibis aumgn, peking o
Butterfly theif, man named Joe
Blue bag (inside paper) lay
Connection, mushroom, cutaway
Halleluhwah it will be
Bring me coffee or a tea

25-6 Part II

Eyes open
Stomachs turn
Freezing morning
Cold Burn
Stay in bed
Wind up dead
No more school
I'd rather bled

25-6

Wheres JimBop?
and a bundle of sugar
floats through the night
sonic suns & cosmic carcasses
jelly buns & seasick Parkinson's
Looking at fish swim
Fish chicks, fish grim
Fish chicks look fishy
(fishy - pretty)

Back Then

Life was so much easier back then
Back when we’d hide up in the tree
Until we got back from camp
Ran around in the playground
Until we got cramps
We’d smile and laugh all day
It was so much easier that way

Cosmic Dream

Cosmic Dream says "Shout on a cloud"
Mother Nature says "I am not proud,
Everybody's gone and ruined the
one thing I cared about."

(Quote)

Forgetting as much as my brain does, comes as both a positive and negative thing.

The Perfect Girl

I want a girl, one who cuts her hair short, wears long white singlets, and smokes, one so thin I can feel her bones.