learn of fruitful things,
taste the sour fizz of the first bite,
wander your mind to where you feel just right,
gently excuse yourself from the room and begin your flight
in my house i have no shackles, you can come and join if you want to,
outside the streets are paved with gold but i sit back and enjoy the view,
in the end its just a thought that someone else thinks somewhere out there,
but its all for real to touch, to smell, to taste and remember why you are here
follow the idea through the web and see how many species of flies you can catch,
sticky are the opinions of the big bad spider, who keeps himself to himself and eats all,
wrap your arm around my shoulder, indulge, entice and portray a dream of eternal grandeur,
for i would believe it if i were not content and happy being who i am and where i am and in this real moment.
learn new things,
taste and try them,
explore as much as you wish,
but dont wander too far too quickly!
peace is being at ease knowing what is in your control and what is not
// a Weird Fish poem
