hidden track

[moon]

obviously,
these are the sounds
of future destination.

with spirits of youth
in crooked gardens,
like stuck passengers
we share our ignorance.

[movfaltin]

apparently,
that is the sound
of present desperation

with merits of truth
(and begging pardon?)
that bright messenger
is sharing -- knowledge?

Let me childishly get rid of some notes: Yes, you are right. I am sure I have also perceived unfuturate tones of future unawareness. Do you want to state that our destination is nothing but a standstill? Swell then... I am not to shed any more of my ignorance on this. ;-)
Btw: There are no hidden tracks to be discovered in web2.0 music stores anymore, I surmise...

Cheers,

[moon]

Hi movfaltin,

your notes were anything but childish. On the contrary, I liked your lines as a sequel. A consistent follow-up to the future theme, as regards to the presence. At this point I'd like to claim some more "notes" of yours, couldn't find any in the "my poems" section. Moreover, it was a pleasure to read, I like comments in lyrical form as well as giving inspiration therefore.

My statement was rather 'bout seeming, invisible (hidden) tracks to take while heading towards future destinations, coincidently the search for the right ones. Just a short view on my present situation. That's why I appreciate your words for the simple reason that it has to do with desperation in combination with anticipation.

ps: If I had the chance to get influence on web 2.0 music stores then I definitely would place hidden tracks in the right positions.

Best,
moon