My writ of execution carried out today

A capital punishment enforced, with my life I now pay

A customary ritual will precede of course, for it is always the last meal.

Humor me please, what Should the order of the day be: to 'go to my death with only the body of my Christianity', or indulge one last time with pizza, lobster, chianti & fish Roe?Or just maybe it might be: to share that last supper as an act of divinity.

Alas, I think not, merely food for thought, I choose to make peace as an act with my God.

That rhythmic series of thoughts, images & sounds, of how it creates a release from reality - such reverie to be found. Time is limitless as we enter another realm; a notable vision to behold for what will take place could be an epic story, a fairytale or a nightmare that unfolds. Unconsciously we move through the utopian sight, or are sometimes seen in a nightmare to run between fight or flight. No control to know what it will do, can we even remember it; whether it will infuse a sight of beauty & state of calm, or bring fear & night terror & make you feel there could be danger & harm.

I say, let you always be a Dreamer, for those who dream do create & can bring to fruition a new belief. They are life's imagination philosophers: for they rise above social conventions and challenge the status quo. For to have a dream, makes you a pioneer, someone who discovers the unknown. It shows how you are passionately curious in your well ordered mind. Hold onto your cherished aspiration, let it remain your ideal, connect it to your place of presence, make it feel real.

By the Beatles - for @skull

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Paperback writer

Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?

It took me years to write, will you take a look?

It's based on a novel by a man named Lear

And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer

Paperback writer

It's the dirty story of a dirty man

And his clinging wife doesn't understand

His son is working for the Daily Mail

It's a steady job but he wants to be a paperback writer

Paperback writer

Paperback writer

It's a thousand pages, give or take a few

I'll be writing more in a week or two

I can make it longer if you like the style

I can change it round and I want to be a paperback writer

Paperback writer

If you really like it you can have the rights

It could make a million for you overnight

If you must return it, you can send it here

But I need a break and I want to be a paperback writer

Paperback writerB

It's a fact, He has a condition, an inability to build resistance, a man who just can't cope. How difficult it is to control the compulsion, of what has become the disordered state of life - what's the grunge term they use today, 'that's so dope'. The cluster of behaviours that formed the grey sky, don't ask yourself why, look to the syndrome of codependency clouds. On observation they reference the habituation in him, & give it a label that calls it addiction - he had caught the mental madness bug. Such is the cognitive phenomenon that dominates & controls him, how he just can't let go', another waste of a life. Mapped out on the face & etched in the lines the impairment runs deep - oh how it shows; it disturbs his sleep, chronic is whats been done, the damage beyond repair, for him it does not matter, he has no sense of care. His drug of choice always promises a short trip to heaven, but in reality keeps him in a state of hell. The daily struggle to overcome, to heal & be well.

Untampered, untouched & morally clean.

No blemish or stain may the eyes of God, have seen.

Let no more dirty or harmful substances taint the empirical virtue, but let it be washed over the white soul to renew & eschew

Continue in the pledge of servitude that is towards any & all

Hold the spiritual belief, for it is

The purity of your faith that attends to those who fall.