one less day to remember

yesterday there was a day to not remember so i forgot it i slept thru what i could cuase i know i did not want to remember it --- but even still i have gilmses of dreams seeping into my forgetfulness that i want to block out that make me cry in waves of tears breaking on beaches of sand like salimanders swimming to shore on the river of the amazon --- wondering why now i dont care reminds of minutes of last year where the tears to hold in my wired eyes shout out for arms that never caresses my hurt heart but float through the field of skys on moons in forevers dance and break my back and an alternate attack of fallen shells off the cliffs of mars and the moons of jupiters after posiden listened to gaia sell the time --- with empty hands and lonely hearts that beat to the drum inside my head i hide my pain that makes you think i know your kind -- but in the end it is all one to one and cosmic jungles that jingle to the sound of change in the pocket of God walking down the street in knickers that are too high but remain the same day of the day year of the day and a year of days a a a and a day is a year long a year is forever and a day --- and so on but what do you do to the one that doesnt know doesnt care is not awake and is not one with the one -- will not surrender -- to the group of souls that get together to be one of there own --soon to be one they can know as who every thing becomes even stones are real --- but have a head to lie on a pillow of rocks a head to put upon the hard and stolen feet of God who walked down that road before it was a road before it even was fore ground and low down and behold the known freedom in ever present giving and caring and seeing and doing of nothing but peace and love and patient people attract tolorent things that work to make it work when ideas are real but nothing happens that makes sence to every soul in the group of one that is becomming a being and not waking up dead anymore but not alive enough to know you are real...---