Listening to the serene, funky beats of trance music, holding a cigarette in my left hand and a Corona Light beer in my right, walking down the streets of Manhattan, NY. Glaring at the limitless buildings man has created with the righteous ones help. The hope for repleshining of this unholy physical and materialistic world we call home. This isnt reality, reality is above, the rebirth into the new world. The love for music comes from within. calm and contempt with the soft feeling of bass flowing through my body. I breathe deeply with shivers draining down my spine and throughout my nervous system, as I take another drag of my cigarette, i remember the younger days, being with my best friend, inhaling the smooth taste of our green eyed buddy.. I think of the good times hearing this song just driving around having nothing to do, but watch the stars and moonlight over my head, while laying peacefully on the freshly cut grass... oh G-d has brought cherishable moments in my life, I thank only he, the divine prescence from above, that I have shall have more times like those... do time will come...
