Summer daze

Creeping onward though the summer I fell phenom... No more heady tremors or bloody noses to keep me up at night for i have found solace... The small bands of company: neighbors and knitted peeps to make up the slackened social life while in a daze... I learned that vibration at very very high speeds can create life... working in the field, harvesting, planting, sowing, watering, harvesting, ... I stand in the middle of the fray that this modern heat and prejudiced state emits.. My peeps are standing up now, against, for, and for not, ideas of their own. Now it is most important to speak without offense, pretense, to make a presence last like as long as the ashes... This heat brings out lizards people from the glaciers... They wait and craft up new rules with their sharp minds and sharper sticks, taking what was never theirs and killing for nothing but gain... But I don't feel alone or afraid of them.. they are cave dwellers, parasitic... This heat boils the senses, my senses, as I push onward instead, to see where the edge lies, but i fear to look over until I have my wings...