the engine

runs all night it never sleeps or slows

fueled by the carrot-on-stick dreams of man

building pedestals

the lonely crowd

lament for our cursed kin who will never swim the sea

even more for those that do and are still numb

silver shining down to roots, back to roots, distilled and refined to roots

away from trapping illusion

refuge immersed in elements sans vile entities of nature

did ambrose figure out how to posses people? well bravo that is a beautiful piece of work

I am working on em posse ing

to put together a crew

for sprit surfing

to avoid

the croid

run is on the no team

dream team curently

doing study in metropolis

with a secret identity in tact

that clark kent crack

cloak of invisibility

moving at random

and harvesting surf

under the radar.

…ambrose…

the goal is to set people free

awaiting day off report patiently

random acts of surfing

glorify the breaking wave

Hi Ambrose -

Count me in.