fragment of intent

So here it is, it came to me in a dream,
That I would write about one day,
A day in my life, just like any other,
But that day would give a glimpse,
Of how we live and think
All of our paradoxes all of my neurosis’s,
The spiritual as well as the material.
The Buddhist and the Medicine Lodge,
All sides of the family tree exposed,
To show what it means to live,
Here and now outside the mainstream.