in parks of tall trees in unusual cities the homeless sleep up in the branches the youngest climb down for the day, to sit and supplicate under affluent boot heels returning each night they ascend to shelter, settling snuggly into their pod-like bowers the pods grow around them and snap into place like mighty acorns each morning the pods unlock and let them free the older the tramp the more fused he becomes with the tree soon he won't leave and only his face shows like a knot in the wood these are the wisdom keepers the voices of the streets and the trees they have both feet alive, one in each reality the oldest vagrants have completely melded within the wood their consciousness given over to the hive mind of the forest all trace and semblence of humanity lost sometimes only eyes showing, like carvings upon the bark in parks of tall trees in unusual cities the pirate ship in the dock, refitted as a curiosity shop below the ice-falls above and the frozen out-of-season ski runs long barrows as pubs peat-candles lit in snugs a cornucopia of the absurd in another dream world whores in garters parade in gutters, politely guys and girls in brown leather provide a stern security its the mood of a fayre, a medieval fete with glastonbury heavy flows of people through each scene three tracks lead off over the hip of the hill: the right hand lane leads to forgotten adventures the left hand unexplored this center lane leads along a hedgerow and over aligned hillcrests and the odd copse this is the danger lane it leads to him, direct to him somewhere along we all must hide but they know where we are he changes the form of the land he inflects the change infects it the nearer we are to him the more pronounced the change its not a conscious effort of his but it's as a consequence of him that this happens and yet it is terrible as he is 23:06 white noise signal, compelled to come outside to a street fayre in my honour observed the appropriate scenes subconsciously it was VERY compelling, for a moment, a deep hypnosis, psychic terrorism - whether demonic, alien / extra-terrestrial or more anthro-terrestrial by nature the pyramid seems to act as a way-station entire families on holiday disembark, luggage in hand daddy entity wears a hawaiian shirt and chomps on a cuban cigar and there i am, by habit awaiting, unknowing and receiving how many infiltrations have there been? back into the inside of my head? am i the boarding lounge? welcome to the human reality, please enjoy your unsuspecting host and enter, as always through the back of his head as he sits at his computer ladies and gentle-tees! for one night only! you can experience spirit incarnate in flesh made manifest why not take that excursion into matter you've always promised yourself? YOU can peep out through the eyes of an unsuspecting, unassuming, humungous human yes, that's right YOU can be one of those stupid humans for ONE NIGHT ONLY!! why not take advantage of our early bird, your family gets the worm, special offer?! bring the kids, the wife Hell, even bring your parents Fun For All Fun For All It's Fun For All Fun For All Fun For All