one hundred percent
picasso.
why?
few things, i prefer not to talk about.
i am somehow
a fee-no-money-logist.
i always start with australian aborigines art
for spiritual guidance
and if
things get out of whack
or become complex
(from complexity)
and curly
like kiley, kandra and kisha;
i naturally find myself in that venue.
it is the only portal,
slash
warm hole without
a black hole at the other end.
hope one forgives
what one can forgive,
or wants to give up on something,
just for the sake of forgiveness.
sound wise,
as i said, i start with aborigines, native rhythm, wilderness, and finally silence.
i guess? this is how everyone
catch up with one thing,
or likes to put catch-up on other things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem