Fear

not of the dark
not of the unknown
not of what you'll meet
not monsters in your mind
not meeting yourself
not the miniscule scale of comparison when encontering infinity

but fear of
all the possiblities being lucid gives to you
fear of being able to explore beyond your imagination

but this is wrong
there is no need
not to fear
ever

but some times when the voices are at their loudest
be on gaurd and the light will show you the way


that is all :)

By reading that it would seem you have some interesting ideas , opinions and experience of your own to share. No?
It says a lot ! ;)

what areyou talking about boi :-P

Right.


this one time yeah

I was merrily skipping along with a friend of mine,
his name was robert, he was a 6 foot five rasta,
with ginger dreadlocks
he had a pet lamb
it's name was
lamb

we'd some tea by the lake
and were in deep thought about how the universe is a table leg
or grain of sand
and we came upon a park of the most divine twilight,
us three sat and soaked in the being of what was happening to us
I looked behind my rasta friend
and saw a sight
a 100 legged,
60ft tall
lion
the most amazing, undescribable orange and green mane
with 16 faces
and was made of lego
that was moving

I found out later on that my friends favorite animal was is a
lion

I left the lamb and rasta to find my fearie at the local tavern
I found some pixies
but not my fearie
so I walked
I walked until there was no light
the road and pavement swirled and spirled in the nothingness
sparkles of rainbow light
raw colour
and faces that smiled smothered my vision
I then step to the rhytm of a drum
the drum sound rings from behind unseen trees
and then
Bon Jovi
in the middle of a pitch black country road
void
Bon motherfucking jovi
I walked past the sound and with every ounce of focus I had
tried to stay sane
as the last corus rang out from behind the trees
another song
U2

I started to run

I arrived at the destination deep in the middle of nowhere
There was a party
for witches, wiccan, pagens and experimental drug users, drum and bass producers
and my fearie
wasn't there :mad:
I calmed myself down and settled with a nice cold pint
and chatted to a huge monster of a man
with the nicest demeaner
and face of a town drunk
called donkey

then we had to leave
and the adventure had only begun