ephemeral

i feel like ive been searching in vain for lifetimes... Alas, only to succomb to those easily indulged in distractions. It is the subtler energies i seek. Silence prevails. The cosmos permeating every cell and i am one... And then i wake up, Bob Dylan on the radio telling me im the sad eyed lady of the lowlands, and the cat attacking what were once lovely smooth legs. Oh yes i am alive. "Bloody hell Marilyn, where have you put the coffee!" Im alive and in england my husband reassures me. Once again i shut my eyes and pretend to meditate. Om, OM, OM, OM.... i can still hear him. OM my god shut up about the fucking Coffee Chris. And so the day begins MyGen Profile Generator