Lunatic Fringe and Lost Moons Returning

Lunatic Fringe and Lost Moons Returning

Gentle adrenaline thunder and tears in the wind
The rumble of time, always moving
There are no sides, no teams, no winners or losers

Despised and ignored we wander along unscathed

I found a clan song but to arouse and tend it will be challenge
Contentment and hope don’t mix

We are wildflowers hidden in obscured woodlands

We rot away as fools dance their exalted facades
May we settle into clarity and balance

The quiet winter frost air reveals distance of sound, a wider vista

From here I can command the horizon
Here I can gaze the boundary of earth and sky

Let us pretend, Let us withdraw the sensory cacophony parade

Let us come together and fall apart together
Let us dissolve and reformulate

As brother and sister may we roam the beauty of space

The Circle of Availability feeds us
Social Offering

Deeper intuitive communication is sought here by me

Our feather togetherness is able to subdue the floods of falsity that appear
Well now, perhaps we should delve into memories of tomorrow

We’ve left our plans in hero’s lands

We wander far astray
And though I seek the dragon’s peak
I long to go the Way

Changes loom and meetings with strangers

We are the archonic lords of our own karma illusions
The tide of shared existence and the cycle of the parasite wends along

I long for you and you and you

I long for those who can see beyond the rhetoric of the rallying of fools
I long for the sane yet mad adventurers

Offerings of my very beloved friends to subdue your pangs

Please make balance and wisdom apparent oh spirits of happenstance
May ease of mind ever adorn you oh comrade sentient beings