The Lonely Rings Of Saturn

Instantly, we were off.
gradually becoming louder.
Without global positioning systems.
our pen and paper the only form of communication.

as it became more apparent.
the collapsing solar flares
were all around us.
Indisputable and modern.

gadgets unable to help anyone.
deafening in their unexpected ignorance.
piercing our ear drums.
to numb ones sense and perception.

escalade freaks in the street.
living large, on indecent exposure.
all bleeping, and blipping away
to their guided fall.

each individual intention warped.
sliced into and discarded.
Extinguished with ease.

we have the fools
and they have the seeds.
walking in our malaysian sneakers.


pick pocketed, working class
wage slaves, drift off.
into their fantastic, imagination.


Fantastic Imagination

Free Electrons *Sky Burial*

The Outer Spheres

Song For My Grandfather

Dark Rifts (mellotron experimentation)

Calibration Mouths

gloria sei dir gesungen

Today And The Stars

Rc 30 loop 2

Tony Mowe