I know I am strange..but how strange am I? To some a complete unknown living or dead or unmovable creature...i have never turned around to see that frown...hanging around on my own like a wandering soul...time around me keeps changing...i sometimes remain unchanged...running on my toes to catch those strings of the little puppets....

as it is present now...will later be past...the future comes too soon so I dont bother myself much bout the future...as I woke up in the middle of the night....rising from my dream to take a step further into the real world...the wind was heavy...i offered him my hands but he took me by his arm...i knew it wasnt him I was craving to be with...i knew it wasnt him...but I secretly accepted him...i hadnt wanted to be with him...yet I couldnt let him go...i am sorry for what I have done....but I just did it...

I walked endlessly...down the narrow lanes..up the hilly trails...thru the forests...stopping by the river...and met hungry children crying for food...the war was still on...people lived on roads without food, shelter and clothes...

the oceans roaring...dead people scattered on the shore...no one to burn their mortal bodies...the cold has engulfed the rest...i walked down every alleys to get away from the scene....but failed...its still pounding on my brain...

there are still sweet pretty things in life...like a baby so beautiful in her mother's womb....like the rainbow on the horizon after a rain....like the rising sun painting snow capped peaks....like the pounding heart to waiting to meet his beloved during the spring...like the moon so beautiful when it shines thru the trees...

like walking alone in the rain...and when u are in a trance...everything around u fades and blends into one color....when u have no way to go...no home...no one you need to care for....

how does it feel? To be on your own...with no direction home...complete unknown...like a rolling stone...