Once upon a time I found my head reclined against the bed of Rhein
and I did not know what to say or do...
Once upon awakening I saw a lake forsaken then
and still my eyes hunt down its sight...

Once up on a mountain top the wind saluted, searchlight dropped...
and you said this was not supposed to happen
not supposed to be in this eternal dream
of revelations seemlessly esteemed benevolent
and followed by the sheep believing

Once upon a rhyme I saw the signs of day-of-judgement look-a-likes
and I just could not be too sure, the pre-described cure in my trembling hands, pockets filled with remembrance of the ancients' senses and still I'm wondering whether I should swallow what makes us wallow in the Realm of Boredom or if it is okay to keep on walking just to stay

Once upon a lime-lit night these questions were being held in cross-eyed interrogatory darkness, mark, set, go! And the venture was not in need of an answer any longer, the anchor relentlessly relocated itself by the traces left on a blue sky and home was no longer where I went, but who I was

so if you asked me for the way
dictated by your heart I would not
sway and swagger, pray or stagger
but remind you of the day
where roads converge into dots
~

- Teelonius, NJ, 1st of May, 2007