Falling into the nether realm. Where one exists solely... Why go out and stay inside yourself? Go out, be out! Shout out? Fallout! Be... Alive for life... Alive for Universal truths. You are the collection. The beach with its countless pebbles. Merely one of a million in millions of millions. And you are the collection! The market, with fruit a plenty. Meat and fish, all a ready, barley, corn in a flash. Yours to ash. YOU ARE THE COLLECTION Buildings full of serpent workers, all a tryin' to be super. Wife's a men and children. All of you and all past due and yes, YOU ARE THE COLLECTION! ...And since you are what you are you could fly free so far! Ideals, scenes, truths, and luck, you could fly so free. To... Walk is to soar, or drift away. Into the twilight, of the day. & you could fly free so far... TODAY. Or... Get some cash, go around, valleys, rivers and the mounds. Explore, invite and be free. But remember: You still ain't he/she/they/it/we. Falling into the netherworld... Little boys, little girls... They Transcend Life like golden pearls... These little boys and little girls. Balls and bangles, clangs and jangles, crawling, crying too. Older they will bloom! Lest we give them room. Through acne, jeans, & jelly beans, through romper crayon tunes. So... We dance late at night. And time will move all right. THEY Will be part of all we see ALIVE FOR LIFE... You and Me!