morning comes with it's inevitability, it's a tidal force and sorrow won't stop it, nothing can except death i guess, it's strange as usually i would be meeting dr.crack and we would read the papers and find the small print, between the lines.
reading newspapers is and art form, very few people actually have the skill to decipher news, you need a critical mind, you need a holistic vision that connects unrelated pieces and most of all you need to read the counter piece which you can only do by knowing the memetics of the writers. crack and i enjoyed this as our minds struggled to unravel the lies and deception. most news i have worked out is actually two and a half years old, that's why newspapers are dying. i recently read in one newspaper how james lovelock has said global warming is nowhere what we thought it was and he was wrong, and climate change advocates have based all their research on models which function only to what information they are fed, it's not science. he had actually said this over two years ago but it made the newspaper last week. then yesterday there was an article about the civilian death toll in afghanistan and Iraq under obama being far higher than bush, how this was all hushed up and drone warfare seemed to have less accuracy than conventional warfare due to the disconnect. this was news, i knew about this over two years ago, we often wondered how people seemed to sweep this under the carpet.
the air is cold, it's fresh and my nose and fingers start loosing heat fast, the dog is happy to run free, the surf is gorgeous, beautiful sets rolling in, a perfect winters day basking in that light that comes at the angles that penetrate everything, and i feel alright with the world, my friend has gone but he really was prepared, i led him to some sort of light, we would talk often about krishna, he loved india, he loved indians, he was a hindu more than a buddhist.
down the road i meet my friend evan and his newborn son ryder, we decide that ryder should hear 'dark side of the moon' evan and i share a love for this music, we agree it represents humanity and should really be sent into space. we discuss dr. cracks strange exit, and i wonder if he will reincarnate, i think so, i think he would come back in some form, i'll know him if i encounter him, i will know it from the eyes.
the day marches onwards and the machine that keeps his body alive is switched off, i choose not to be there when that happens, i want to remember him the way we said goodbye, outside mission control, watching a raven after a lovely morning as friends. he was enamoured by what most people would not want to look at, a big black bird chewing a little piece of intestine from roadkill, i felt weird because i can't accept the cars place in nature, and for me it was a philosophical cul de sac but crack just watched this magnificent bird following it's inclinations, free from controls, free from anything except the act of survival. he liked that in nature, the raw brutal honesty, uncomplicated, no hidden agenda, true to itself whereas i just saw a messenger. 
maybe that's just far to much significance, who can know, i don't but my intuition seemed to know, and that's what counts really, my heart has led me into some strange places, my brain can't be relied upon but my intuition is excellent and always gets me through. the only time i am disappointed is when i don't trust it. 
the future comes now, it's carried with times arrow, there's no reversing what happens because we are in this dual universe where the clock tick tocks and the planets revolve in linear orbits, but the future is just a wave, in a beautiful ocean of luxurious life, every breath affirms, life finds a way to move, backwards sideways or forwards, it's all the same thing, raven, squid and man, all the same, expression of diversity, intelligence, consciousness. death is not the end, how can it be, energy just converts and changes, the soul will return to the source, our garments are not ourselves, and in return we will be free from the strange sorrow life brings in knowing.
all we can do is aspire to love, there is nothing more noble than love save forgiveness. these two are inextricably linked.