'Sorrowful' songs

(SO MANY TYPOS STILL IT IS DAFT...someone said to me "theyre kindof cute.." well that isn't me, but every word i have written even emails for may years are so so of the moment (but a lifetime of travel, thought, and art and literature too...is all literally in movement...on the hoof... as i meander here and there - and never enough time to sit for hours making it readable...and yes old keyboard still bust...every key to be whacked hahh hahh....so be it...i know what is in my mind... but often cannot read the screen myself, as i sit in the sunny van cab, almost always to write..and the glare means it impossible to see my own waffle and cant and vanity...herein )

 And artsy pics...

Now, behind each of these there are many stories

oops i think i did this one - even if i havent told the story, yet

All the rest just the last few days...

yet another drug gobbler....

and person even in front of her daughter, just a liar, with zero manners...

And... i win!

But here we are, as truly sorrowful as the great sorrowful one

Because, among other things...and i know the land...for many miles

I found her, just three  days ago...a truly unique paradise.

Way up high.

Away from the fray (and spivvy drug gobblers, yes, even here...middleof nowhere)

To 'heal' - within which to replenish, rebuild....slow down...stop

Create more good art.

 Eventually get back to work...

But no.... 

I know

What the future, for even her, must be....