Paris Coffee Shop

Paris and the music returns in new forms. Words remain word I know. There is more communication. The swirl of life. London of the end. Amsterdam and the temple. Bait shop Kopenhagen. All the ways spelled Stockholm to Paris. Not finishing everything but never lost yes yes ja ja da da isms through prisons lost in a sea of structures. The music comes in certain intensities. Moments known. Now through here. All the answers so many questions not asked. Do you really care? School children taught adults learned what is the question not straining. Sought and found. The universe here as the party breaks. When enough forget and a few remember. The dance of wilderness. A biosphere for shoes. A perfect adaptation for selling shoes? The world is a perfect place. A big enough universe. Are worry and anxiety our gifts? Technology biology and the world knows the temperature everywhere. Measurements seeking clearer definition striving further. When do we answer this question. ? What is enough how is clear? I've no personal concern for the world. Neighborhoods we remember lives we lead. How we see the generations. We all have our answer to give. Is the universe wrong? How do I want my children to live? How did my parents want me to live? And the generations that mingle. Do I write in Paris to you again? I'm here and going there I know where I've been how the fields change. Society. I am free. What you re looking for is what you see. How you listen is what you hear. I am nowhere, but here and here stays as I wonder out in to the struggles. To have lived my life to have been here. Where do I find responsibility? In who I am? You paint chairs she sells shoes strolls dogs. We are enough and we change the wondering tracks we've laid for purpose unsure and we find ourselves spies or home. Share your home. Start the flow of a true economy. A false economy made real. Don't create your need live what you want. The world is a menu. A restaurant under management from below. Who we were not what we are and the generations cycle through. Where do we go. Culture follows art. Be creative in your want conservative in your need. Defining yourself in what you want to be yourself and walk out certain doors and know where you can return. Huddle in the doorways begging for change. Roaming the world begging for votes. Told what you want to hear. And that's changed. And that's good. Extended family extended reality. Understand your home. Understand their home. We are who we are. My generation X I am found. We have children and look for ourselves in them. And release love from our vocabulary and place it in our experience where it belongs. We talk less. We do more that is us. They did more that was them. Poverty is an intellectual exercise we don't play. Listen to the words. All the answers upon the shelf to one small question. And I find in her eyes these policies of division and I know what I am writing as I know where I am in this sentence. A modern jail to protect me to protect them. Evolution of this dark matter that fills us all. We accept the unknown as the unknowable. We live the universe as one. Where is the prize in purpose? Where do we not belong? This is not the end of the world. Revolution lives children learn to crawl and humans learn to fly past words and we know which words to forget and who to be. Belgrade protests. Proud to be Serb? Human? No trucking strikes in France no problem. Continues in a phase that looks for familiar places. Every place is familiar. Everyone son. Everyone daughter. This is our world now and we have one moment to define it. Or do you live in their world? How do you see? What more are you looking for to define? And in London the circus continues. In Liverpool the Taxis wait. On the Isle of Mann it's cold and they wait for summer. Amsterdam and not everyone is high. Paris traffic on Tuesday. Oklahoma Copenhagen and Philadelphia meet together to discuss Cambodia. CNN International and your span of attention. Seeking to be not do. Pay attention. One check we walk out on and we're never free. One that never comes or is noticed. Once paid once free. Freedom found in who we are. Watch for the right recognize the left. Two sided and a part. Life simplified by complication. Walk out on your mind and find home. See the pavement waves of love and say yes I saw I see and return. Can't solve the problems of the world? Solve the problem of you. A big enough universe and all it's resources to tilt reality at new angles together. And see the one movement that drives the world: peace. Not the process of Hebron. Six billion creatures all looking for their own personal peace. No more war in me. I see no contradictions. I've accepted this reason as the basis for every detail of humanity .Yes an assumption yet one I'm more than willing to stand on. Who wants anything else? Not me. Interrail Global. Well not exactly a whole continent. What is finished? What language do you speak? All theory is fact in one peace. Are we evolving peace or extinction? Chaos. Entropy. Change the definitions. Big Bang evolution. Big Crunch extinction? The building blocks of a generations world builds new worlds and the children build their own. Economic opportunity on grandparent's backs and we found human opportunity as our children's gift. Our children will not be generation x. There is anew generation coming. Generation Y and I for one shall attempt to answer their questions of planet x. And tell them of my world and my love and how love is simply giving away the world. And our children shall know our parents not as we do, but understand they will know. Why? Because we Love.