Pep Love – Field of Dreams

Once upon a time in a river of thought, I was expanding into a gesture of altered awareness, damn near forgot the stream exists despite the dream and why not, this is a wondrous realm of many delights, sights sounds and sensations, patience and impulsiveness, balancing bliss, jubilation pain suffering are the same, I grab the reins to control my fate its been a long time coming and heaven won’t wait the light cascades in a colour and vast shades of real or whatever appeals to your path ways of perception, however perverse the first steps a dozee, it could be your energy burst or even Lucy in the sky with the girls best friend but it don’t extend and so you wonder why you even want to fly and then you might gather the gum shun to try in my field of dreams