Not Riches

Not Comfort

Not Sex

Not Fantasy vacays

But DEFINITELY FOR Companionship ✔ (which sort of encompasses all other reasons listed here)

I’m 100% good with compassionate companions status!! Hurry up and get here.

I’m just chillin. Let her come 2 me. Today I felt something shift though, like she’s seeing me waiting somewhere out there. It wasn’t specific yet. I wonder if today at the same time she sensed I was thinking about her.

Please be like I asked 🙏 You already exist in my heart energetically. Come home! Trying your best be patient for my companion. ~felt

I want to give someone with no car a ride in it. Explain why the car is so great. Then I want to give them the keys and pink slip and watch their response.

#business

I have hold of this day because I trust my role in natural processes of the universe. No mistakes. No leading w a dusty black niv sepulcher, never again. I prefer springs of oranges ripped apart in my robe w coffee on a Sunday morning. (Heavily influenced by Wallace Steven’s “Sunday Morning.”)

I’m up to all this you see and hear here with zero effort. Because of who I am.

Say hello “son” and learn. (Fields of Mustard quote from my original song penned by mi la plume in or around 1990.) rings so true now.

I have everything I need within me. Thanks for your kind offers. Look at yourself please. Lay off Dame. ~felt

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Departure

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Lyrics

Just arrived Singapore, San Sebastian, Spain, 26-hour trip.
Salt Lake City, come in spring over the salt flats.
A hailstorm brought you back to me.
Salt Lake City, come in spring over the salt flats.
A hailstorm brought you back to me.

Here it comes (I’m carried away)
Here it comes (I’m carried away)
Here it comes, bad.

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Departure, godspeed, bless his heart, good lord.
What a fuck-up, what a fighter.
Free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider,
Hung on the line like a poison spider.
Win a eulogy from William Greider,
car crash, ptomaine, disposable lighter,
a bus plunge, avalanche, RV, vinegar cider.
Free-fall, motorcycle, hang-glider.

Here it comes (I’m carried away)
Here it comes (I’m carried away)
Here it comes, bad.

Go, go, go, go, yeah.

Well, everybody is young forever.
There’s so much to tell you, so little time.
I’ve come a long way since, uh, whatever,
shit, I still see that word and think of you.
There is so much that I can’t do, yeah.
You will be young forever.
There is so much that I can’t do.
There is so much that I can’t do.

Here it comes (I’m carried away)
Here it comes (I’m carried away)
Here it comes, bad