An' I will stroll the merry way,An' jump the hedges first.An' I will drink the clear, clean water,For to quench my thirst.An' I shall watch the ferry-boats an' they'll get high.On a bluer ocean, against tomorrow's sky.An' I will never grow so old again.An' I will walk and talk, in gardens all wet with rain.Living goes on and on. Always that way and nothing more. I wake up in the morning and sleep through the night. On and on.
If I were a horse I'd go horsing around seek the joys in spring and gallop to the top of the hill. I'd canter and neigh and have better things to say. But here I am, city dweller, at a loose-end fellar.
I'm a foriegner. That's what happens in other countries! And lets not tell tales here. Lets not get uppity or crabbit. Lets get to the truth of it all. Yep you know what I'm about to say cause you've heard it all before and the repetition is becoming mantra like and the repetition is what we like.
I found a dream was behind the closed curtains of my bedroom and locked in the depths of slumber. I was flying and in complete control. Doing tricks in the mid air. Not so elegant, but tricks are tricks and to be doing them in defiance of gravity is a wonder to experience; no space for error with these pleasures.
I can't open doors when flying. Can't seem to get near them!
Visa is in the process now and only at a hundredth of the price I was advised and expecting. That's the good news but living conditions are as before-- shared, frustrating and not to my liking, but not in a position to protest-- Change will come, and soon I think.
Communication with the world and access to information and entertainments is restricted... the world out there is more distant than it once was. I can cope and keep my head. I can keep my mind from descending. I can bake a loaf. I can amuse myself with the books.
Even before the last time I ever remembered the first and only time I was with the one person that had made me sit down and think about the way things are, I was sure I`d been there before. I now Know I had not. It was just a false memory that got stuck in my head for a while and like these things when you think of them too much you start to believe they actually happened in the hard world of solid things. But I forget what was said most of the time and the remnants are not sharp enough to try and set them down in words here. I am happy for it to be this way because I can redo the whole idea in my head and update the relevent aspects so as to keep up with changes that continue to progress at a rate of normal time speed. That's .... normal... Y`know what I mean.
I will leave it there before I get myself confused like I did one time a while back.
Regards and big love and thanks to all and sundry
..ed
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