Flow

Oh, how I wish I could flow. Then I could woe ‘em to and fro, friend or foe, although, I’d have to forego this plateau I lie low below. Whoa. Now that’s flow; not some dog and pony show. And it sure isn’t the status quo. So, now we know that I can flow from head to toe. So, turn off that T.V. show; get caught in the under toe, because you are about to go, and say hello, to communication. Forget civilization, creation, formation, frustration and obligation. Here’s a formal invitation, to an, information transformation; a celebration of relaxation, if you will. So just chill, and be fulfilled. A little mind play, and we’ll all be O.K.