Another path to be

Leaning against the trees
in contemplating disbelief
the dealers of plastic one-liners
sold out the universe of love
(awareness)
for a palace in the starving dust
of our chemical waste.
(a very strange way of making profits)
Back to the woods,
the rivers of consciousness.
Caves without a border,
electronic walls to whisper down.
An eternal path to wander in bliss.
(drive by shooting with closed eyes
  in a illusionairy dream
  inside the One that is)