A La La Ho

The pure appreciation of a bowl of porridge
Is Mind compassionately fighting for air
Beneath the conceptual asphyxiation of distracted being:
And winning
It is the dipping of toes in the infinite ocean of empty wisdom:
The pool of un-rivaled potentiality
It is the first morning hit of the Flaming Lips on my eardrums
It is the final glimpse of sun at 5 o clock on the retina of my eyedrums
It is the naked embrace of a long lost memory
It is the weeing on an electric fence at a teenage party at the Alegri's house
It is laughing until you cry and you have no idea why
It is HHDL's smile that lights the room at a thousand paces
It is HEB's broken fiesta sat at a roundabout in Manchester
It is KMY's face that I would spot from a mile away
It is Coban Teo Creutzers 1 year old blue eyes on a beach in Sandown on a summers day.

A la la ho!
The Innerspace Overflows!