spiritual soup goat head beady blue eyes smooth pink skin softly sings through laser white teeth sand dunes sand surfing corduroy rows of green bushes skeletons of old farm buildings oil pumps like feeding mantises lazing black bull on a dusty ochre hill faces and figures come out of the shadows falling on creases and folds in the distant hills i’m walking far away living life is the highest form of art trees lean back against the coastal winds frozen on an angle like stone sculptures aching alpha females and angular jawed surf dudes purple skateboard tree mural from 1979 it’s just a tiny fragment of time in an otherwise awesome day why let it get to you?