there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

pyramid song
rh

questions and answers. but it all never really means anything. the days change from hot to cool and i adapt accordingly. nothing much else to do..you can't fight the rain, you can't bully the sun. you're nothing against the wind, mountains rock on... today wears a turtleneck, because that beautiful blue looks deceiving in a low-cut dress. the muse wears different faces, but is always recognizable...

you keep opening the same book hoping block letters have jumbled themselves about. but they read the same each time, there's nothing ever to be done. such a roundabout way only to end up at spot one. i'm feeling a bit rubbery, a bit slippery too. like a giant eraser, that's trying to crack off the staleness and hardness it's gone, it's gone... from primal moaning to whimpering nothing too serious, never really is...