The way she goes

               All I wanted to do was get out of town for the weekend and see this meteor shower.  I had this Saturday off and headed to good ole Cape Carteret with some friends.  You know blunts beer and bonfires. Fucking Steve of course was coked up but he was a sharing kind of guy.  The crew got to the lovely Croatan National Forest.  It was chill.  Grab your shit. Start walking. Then dig a hole.  Pitch a tent. Roll that shit up.   I liked roughing it like that man.  It was just fun.  It was weird that we came so late but we can’t very well control when meteor showers will happen.  Hell it’s the south and early October is nice.  A nice pine forest and everything was turning anyways. 

               Fires low and the girls have passed out already and Juan was passed out, always happens.  We are assuming its two in the morning but we are all far gone and the phones are dead.  Then we noticed as we are staring up at the night sky just waiting for it.  Passing a Dutch mindlessly we saw the sky fall. It seemed like forever the universe came hurtling at us.  Then it got all shaky, I would say earthquake but that just doesn’t suffice to describe how the ground shook.  Random spots of dirt start exploding.  Are they hitting us? Are meteorites really raining on us? And then it happened it all just got fuzzy then poofs, the trees started walking.  They pulled up legs from roots systems deep below.  The wood shaped and moved like skin and meat.  All accompanied by the sound of snapping timber and the smell of fresh dirt being spilt on the surface of the forest.  That sound of wood shattering and deep moans of a stretch long needed.  

               Now I know it is medically impossible to be sober instantly after several hours of hard partying but I think I pulled it off.  When trees start moving my mind sharpened up.  Do I kill it? No, impossible. So chill man, you got just let it happen.   I felt something, not hitting me or harming but energy.  Deep in my chest farther than I could ever reach in to grab.  It was growing and stealing my breath.  I didn’t care I was not in pain.  I was overcome with a feeling thought and understanding.  I was glowing, my friends were glowing.  The boys had an odd look on their face, of happiness and contentness.  We were all floating ever so lightly off the ground.  Then it was black, just for a second and then I saw, I saw everything.  Not only did I see these trees stretching in a meteorite shower.  I knew it was alright they weren’t hurting us, they didn’t regard us.  The trees were not cruel they would not stomp us.  We may be bugs to them but they are not humans to us new bugs of the world.

               It’s new a new world but it is so old and right.   I didn’t have those concerns anymore.  No need for money. I didn’t worry about all my problems because the world is new.  I’m alive my friends are alive.  Some people are gone; a lot of people are gone actually. I have no idea where they went.  I miss them.  I hope they are well. I keep an optimistic outlook on life now I don’t know why. I don’t have to try either being happy comes so naturally now a days. I like it, I’m glad I got out of town.