“There is NO such thing as MAD”

“Nomads don’t run,

They just keep walking


Like the moon planets starlight sun,

While the underbelly rocks with the rolling of ground Earth

Never in the same place

Yet always in time

All ways are the nomads’ track

No desperate need to run to nor from attack,

Driving the driven

breezing the driftin’

sands of time siftin’

Through the mindscapes on your face

Spinning wheels and storylines

Singing in the soft confines of tender isolation

No trepidation

Earth is no one’s land

For the wondering feet

Disown the imprint they leave behind

Earth is the nomads’ world

Curious why You haven’t yet heard

The murmuring Life

Beyond the veils

Of what if it …”


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