‘While back, Mama used to call me Moonboy. ‘Cos early on when I used to tilt my head back into the sky at night an look up to the source that made light of the dark I’d always cry. An when she’d ask me why, same motion, wiping tears from my eyes. She told me all I used to say, all that I could say, each and every time, used to say, “Ain’t it beautiful Mama? Ain’t this life beautiful?” And she’d respond, with the sweetness of her voice, “well ain’t you just my little Moonboy”. S’how I got my name, through the beauty of all thats painful. Been so long since I heard it almost gone forgotten’ it.

So I wanna go, you know? ‘Ain’t no use lookin’ back no more. Gonna go on, head up one of these days, I’m gonna go way up there, up, so far up into that nothingness, that which is abyss, imagine it, the Divine! That place, where’s no time an no space, just me, and I’m on my own, ya know? I’m finally on my own. In the wild of things. Where cherry tree’s blossom and sweet birds nest as the constant changing winds birth and tear worlds apart, and I’ll be shinin’! Boy oh boy, I’ll be shinin’ bright in the eternal universe of stars and mountains. Just think of that! Tell me you aint knowin’ of how that feels! To want more? To feel it. Tell me you ‘aint ever whispered His or Her name?

‘Cos I’ve come to realise, in my moments between torments and paradise, where rivers flowin’, that rooms full with the thoughts of dreams, or skies full of technicolor symphony’s, both exist equally in one place and one place only, my mind. All our minds stitched together till we’re all one of the same. Realised that when you look long enough into someones eyes, an not just a Lover, they’re fastracks to Him is all, you look anyone in the eye for long enough and after a while when you just let go, truly let it go, you start forgettin’ the shape of colours and you start to see whispering evergreens, and the hum of ladybirds taking flight. You start to see the beauty of all things and how it just all is. The complex simplicity, the duality of things. And maybe you cant see it yet, maybe you’re still in the place of lookin’ backwards an forwards, but somewhere nestled deep inside, you know, you can feel it, like an entropic ember floating on the surface of a still lake, waiting with a smile on its front. You can sense it, and that’s enough, so for now, that’s alright, it’s all alright.

So I’m going up, I’m gonna go home, s’the only place we know, see ’cos the first thing I fell in Love with was the Moon, then when I stopped looking up, I fell in Love with the Moons creatures, dancing their sweetness all on me, and when they stopped dancing, I went on lookin’ inside, and somewhere in there, I began to forget, and at the end of all those things, s’where I remembered my name, remembered who we’ve always been.

The name’s Moonboy, it’s beautiful ‘aint it, all of this life?