On the Verge



So if you ever want to see me again, as you look at what I've done with a paper & pen. Don't hold your breath, yea, I mean you & the rest. Promoting this freedom, if to ever see them. No need for a 9 to 5; with no need to arrive. Yea, you know, just the flow of all that is, & will be, for me, yet you, I can see right through. Ok, I'm on the verge of judging, yet perspective is just nudging, the next ditch effort, to rise above, all your BS, all you can guess. This isn't even about you, if you haven't found out. The authentic & true, ways to scream & shout. Chilled out, & on route, to shift perception, to move in another direction. Looking back for the progress, & the present moment of all this. So, I'll check myself, put another book on the shelf, try to live & learn, discern, & not get burned.