"Yes, there are two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change
The road you're on"
~~ Led Zeppelin~~

The River
There be this River
That goes to a Sea,
And they be following it
That try to see.
But that's the opposite direction,
(If you must know)
To go against the flow,
Against the current...
To the Source.

If you want to
You can go with the flow
Like the rest of the turds you know;
But if you're gonna go with me
Ya got to go upstream.

I do not dream.

At least not often enough
To contemplate it
Or even question or interpret it.
'Cause I do Visions
Much easier than this.

And I have no pleading way about me
Even a lack of humility.

It's all so natural,
This to see
Forever, the Eternity
Of what was, and,
What is not.

You came up to it
Just to be caught
In the ambivalence.
To make maybe,
-- perhaps --
A right decision.

But the Surgeon came along
That made an incision
-- overruled you --
Immuned you to your own doing
Like the priests enchanted with their dogma.

You stood there and just stared
Like some stoned goddamn lion.

You didn't even know,
You couldn't even tell,
You didn't know you were in trouble
'Till it was way to late.

You had to masturbate
The River back into your heart.
No one else could
Handle you, or touch you.

You were dead.

You're like lead
In a dark sky, screaming.

Well, after that
There's always an end
Because, no matter what,
You finally do hit bottom.
Then there's nowhere else to go
But back to the Source of all things
(Which is somehere way up stream!)

I'm certainly glad that I don't dream.

I'd rather do the Vision

Ho!
~~ Stone Eagle ~~