It is the Monsoon
The season is a bit musical.
The Dirty Earth its goal.
waiting for good looks,
the persistant clouds.
Which follow me
as i ride the scooter.

The things to be remembered
Enjoy the wind,water,fire,sky and earth.
The understandings of the occult,
the Earth is but blue green.
The makings of a dream.
And in this adventure i survive,
and give myself time to think.

like washing and...