the other source of frustration is the lack of simpleness and reasonableness in the political construction, it's a really simple idea, everyone gets a say, but it appears the planet at the moment is dominated by fear and sometimes when i plug in to a newspaper that's what i get from the experience, it's the mind killer and that's the truth. its everywhere, fear of women fear of men, fear of a purple planet, fear of a television, fear of an invasion, fear othe the other, fear of the ex- lover, fear of you fear of me, fear of love.
that's the thing, not enough love, you gotta just fight that inner demon or tiny glitch in your make up and transcend it, let it go and just love that beauty, the trees, the sunset, pans garden. it's enchanting, isn't it, i love what i get from it, how replenishing it all is, sex and love amongst the flowers. why make everything so complex?
the arms of love, i get that now, moments like these are like coming back to a simple pure feeling of love.

note to self: unplug from the matrix