he takes another tote and contines his point;
“God is not a noun ‘he’ is a verb, you know? ‘He’ is the universe itself, living breathing, made up of all these different systems. Like the human body, every system working towards the whole…”
Tonight was a night of celebration, Walrus had survived another year – not that he didn’t try.
It was a fresh clear kind of night perfect for chilling around a barrell fire and getting enlightened.
We often get involved in such conversations about god, life and everything. Our mother enjoys it and even ignores her children passing the joint around the fire.
Walrus is the man of the hour and I wonder often when he is going to find his true calling and transcend us all into the next plain of existance.
You see he doesn’t belong here on earth.
He fell form the heavens 23 years ago and hasn’t been able to get back since. Trapped by his mortality, he yearns to be free again. For his mind to be free of all the rules laid out by the physical world.
You can see it in his eyes, and the way he rides the winds when smoking the mix.
Walrus has never fitted in properly, people always sensing that he is different to them and not in a way that they will ever understand.
He has now found people that try to understand him… and think beyond your average human. but even they have difficulty keeping up with Walrus.
Walrus is my brother and I love him so but on the day that he goes home I just hope he is willing to take me atleast part of the way… As far as my inferior mind will let me.
was my brother’s birthday last night Walrus AKA spaceman
and this is my thoughts on him./ truly he is an amazing human being…