Write it on a paper,
and make you a plan
Spoil your little adventure,
walk you on hot sand

Light you a fire,
sit around for a while
Tell you a tale into the night,
get you through with a smile

Let me take your thoughts,
on a stroll in my mind
Walk them down the cobbled lane,
to the three rings around number nine

I’ll take your early morning dreams,
give you some crazy silent screams
Get you higher than you’ve ever seen the sky,
Drop you down the devils bloody streams

Build a red brick wall,
that whispers when you walk through
Listen to its cries,
the tales it says are all but true

When the sacred red water,
will touch your beautiful feet
When the smiling white faced entertainer,
will be prepared for you to meet

You’ll see the sun lying down on the sand,
and the white haired mans tricks will be all planned
They’ll all dress up and light up and put up a grand masters show,
Look around for the witch with the coloured beads and listen to her dark black crow

When you get to the top,
and close your eyes,
You’ll see the path grow,
beyond the starry skies

If you climb through the fog,
and reach the garden with flowers unknown
You’ll come back and tell me your story,
of where the madness is carefully grown

We’ll light another fire,
and roll another dream
I’ll smile and listen this time,
to your crazy silent scream.

In the shadows on the green grass,
you seek solace
from the deafening uproar,
of the blindfold race

Pumping the devils poison,
in an uncontrolled parade
waiting for the night to end,
to see the suns shinning face

All walk towards the silent hymn,
where the song of the unknown plays
to fall when the time comes,
when the path beneath you fades

Open your eyes to see the stars,
to see where you can fly
above the trees of the unwanted growth,
to let out that holy cry

If you don’t desire the day,
you’ll never want the night to die
if you’re not ready for the madness,
there’s no need to cry

Unless the steps are taken,
until the doors are walked through
you’ll never taste the sacred fruit,
that’s been hanging there for you

“To be a poet, to be an artist means more than writing or painting or singing; it means having a vision and the courage to see that vision through, despite any opposition. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, and if you have what it takes, you are rare and wondrous, and if you don’t, it can’t be faked.”

- “No one here gets out alive” (Danny Sugerman)

Now I’ll go and sketch some ….

I’m turning 25 soon. It’s going to be quite uneventful, I’ll probably be at home with my parents. Or maybe out with a few friends :D. Should be fun.(I’ve let you know now that my birthday is approaching soon - so that you don’t have any excuse not to buy me gifts.)

So, granted, we’re stepping into the responsible age (at least, traditionally so) and some of my friends have started talking about “responsible” things as well. Some have mentioned .. ahem … “tying the knot”. Some seem excited, some confused. Some are trying to gather courage to start planning, some still looking for excuses not to think about it. Some have accepted - “this is the right age to start planning” and some are still trying to figure out if they can imagine themselves going back home at 8 every night .Well, some have even accepted - “I’m never gonna get married”. Whatever the case may be - it did get me thinking last night. The first thing that came to my mind was a video clip I saw recently (It might be boring to a few, but if you like scrubs - you might just appreciate the guys creativity):

Well, everything seems good. It even seems fun. I’m actually wondering how many would actually try something like this? SURPRISE !!! To think of it, there’s a fair amount of risk involved, it takes guts and you can never be sure. Maybe it’s comes as just too big a surprise. Maybe you’ve just been thinking way too fast. Maybe you’ve just been catching signals at a wrong frequency. Maybe you aren’t original enough. Maybe you’re just plain stupid to even think of something like this. Whatever the case maybe (or not, if you’re fortunate) I would like to take this opportunity and volunteer my services to get the “historical” moment recorded. (so I can show it to your kids over and over again … uh wait … that depends … if you have kids or not I mean … ). So, if you’re planning something like this - I am at your service Just let me know and I’ll be there, all prepared with a video camera

Whatever it turns out to be for you - I just hope you do better than this guy :