Sunday, March 20, 2005

~~~~ IMAGINE ~~~~~

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Originally uploaded by Pip Wilson.



So I'm just thinking to myself, right..
I'm thinking that John Lennon said, 'Imagine there's no heaven..' But I'm thinking,
'Get lost John-think I might imagine there is'..

A place where the buses run on time, and women walk safe after dark. Where eating chocolate reduces cholesterol, smoking is relaxing but doesn't cause cancer, and you can't get headaches or hangovers.

I'm thinking of a place where nurses earn as much as company chairmen, policemen are liked but not really necessary and teachers don't want to be anything else. Where children run multinationals for fun and grown-ups are sent to bed every time they're rude.

A place where you can be busy if you want to be, but you can buy extra time when you need it (from an Extra Time Shop).

A place where you can go to sleep when you're tired, deep, deep sleep so you wake up feeling like you've had a life transfusion like your life has been heated up.

I'm thinking of a place where nobody notices their nakedness and species aren't endangered. Where you've got all shapes and sizes... but no one great or small. Where people meet you and don't even notice your bone structure or your colour because they're so struck by your soul. Where they hear your spirit not your accent and everyone knows that everyone's only a mere immortal.

Of course this heaven is not a religious place. I mean there'll be no Jehovah's Witnesses at your door (who needs a witness when Jehovah's down the road?) and God won't be a rumour because he'll have a front door.

You won't have to pray because you can talk.

There is no need for churches,

Mosques or temples.

No one tells you how to live your life

Because no one needs to.

There'll be no streets of gold

Or pearly gates or harps,

No big dad god and little boy god

on matching thrones.

No regrets

But a place where every time you bump into a why

You can feel a because.

There will still be bad language.

Words like bomb and bullet and rape.

There will even be the odd four-letter word..hate,

For example.

But some words will not be able to be spelled at all





because these words will come from

an ancient language

no longer understood

occasionally studied but never spoken.

I'm imagining a place called heaven.

A place where you can eat chocolate

And fight heart disease,

Take a long, slow drag on a fag

To cure someone of cancer,

Climb through the air on wings like eagles,

Run but never get tired ....

....... by Martin Wroe.

From a little book I have bought by the dozen and still do from web-shops - called;
'When you haven't got a prayer'