Even as the comets fall
And even as the bringers call us…
Even as the sky should swallow
down the earth and kill us all
Even as the world I trust
shall spill its soul and turn to dust
I trust that it shall grin
For even as there’s stars to shine
Those stars are here within.
Whenever two souls meet
…their solitude speaks…
Look for the feeling, not for the thing
Emotions are oceans, the other a spring
A spring will run dry, the seas always sing
Search for the feeling you want from the thing
The world’s but a canvass on which we project
The colourful views that we choose to protect
So pull out your paintbrush
Your palette, your knife
Pour out your colours and paint for your life~!
So long as you’ve a beating heart
A giving hand, a living part
There is no end, there’s just the start
of all you’ve yet to finish
So let the flow of all you know
Just grow and gush… and then let go
You must let go
And let the hush fill all you know
And this humble brush, in hidden hands
Shall paint a swath across the lands
As colours flow in grand designs
of so much more than human minds~!
And as we find that we’re the tool
The piece, the part, the humble fool
in this peace of art of which we’re stuck
It seems each stroke… is one of luck
[ Click me~^ ]
Weed ~ Better
MDMA
That’s what acid?
~ *~ `<o>’ ~* ~
We’d better empty ’em, eh?
That’s what I said.
The grim reaper grins sleeperly
His tasks have been done for the day
The job can be hardening
The SUN is unpardoning
But someone must harvest the hay
Dreams and connections
Reverse ressurections
Imperfect endorphins unforming perfections
Deceptions
Elections in rigorous rage
Accepting the testing infesting our cages
Turning the pages
Unburning the flowers
Coursing the cost of the loss of our powerful ways
They’re Powerful Days
with powerful wonders right under the stage
It’s a Powerful Age
of sages in towers
Honestly lost in autonomous hours
I don’t think people know what happy means…
Cause they call it money and family and fame
and sunny days and rainbows
They call it clothes, cars, beauty and pride
stars and oceans, potions and wives
notions of size, all sorts of surroundings
Maybe this, likely that… it’s really quite confounding
Cause happiness is happiness
It’s not a plum or pear
It’s like saying I just need a nap
So you go and fight a bear
Certainly that would make you tired
You’ll slumber off so deep!
But now you’re dead and mauled. Oh dread!
Why didn’t you just sleep?
First you plant
Then you feed
Then you care and share and breed
And once you’ve spread it far and deep
Then you reap
And then you eat
Reap eat. Reap eat
Reap eat. Reap eat
Sow it goes ~ a single seed
Hey!
Be seedy
Eat effigy
Ate chai, jk
Illumen Opie
Queues ‘R’ Us
Tea, you’ve E?
Double you sex
Why? Ends see
Now why?
Gnome eye ~ maybe sees
Next dime won’t chew
Play with me!
A,B,C,D… <~Need a Hint?
It’s like being a shadow
An exploding atomic mass bursts out in psychedelic streams
of raging fire, light and ecstasy
A being stands
Just drenched in a roving trove of super nova galactic
inspiration pouring over
A silhouette against the sun
Beyond it stretches an exaggerated protrusion
A roaming illusion of the being at large
A projection cast upon the earth
To charge a change from birth to death
Drawn as shallow as a breath
That may reflect the larger course
But none-the-less, is not the source
Our lives are but a shadow
I like to go fast-- I guess I'm a racist And short form sadistic Makes me a sadist A stater of diction: A simple dictator And I cater to hats Which makes me a hater A modest worder that's guilty of murder With thoughtful effort that comes off as theft Absolute sureness has made me absurder And I've always slept in, so inept Now I'll never claim to finding my fame By faking the aim of my mind But a bind made of blunders just isn't the same As saying I go about blind Sure I'm naive and often a nob By the name of my jive and also my job But a trivial clue isn't true And the bite that you itch is a son of a bitch But the yak in your shoe isn't you So please understand-- it's the standard of wonder To understate blindness and call it a blunder Then find it was destiny's hand For being destitute and tiny may cause us to stumble But to fumble through hell is how we get humble And standing your ground can be grand So listen to the glow as it glistens Through that damn outer debt they call doubt Insults and derision are hurtful incisions But visions of misery give us our missions And fighting's what life is-- a bout.
I know you’re going through a lot
I know it’s hard to take
I know I know you wanna grow
but all you do is ache
I know this world is heavy set
I know it hurts your bones
But know that you’re not finished yet
And know… you’re not alone
You’re here because you care so much
You’ll go through all you need
To be that rare and loving soul
Who crushes through a heart of coal
To diamond shine succeed
You are a mystic~*
And the world is your womb
Of blindness, mindless cryptic growth
In oh so little room
And you won’t understand
You won’t understand
The hands in your life
And the things they have planned
Cause you haven’t the vantage to see
But you might understand that we come for the scars~
That healing’s the purpose of all of the spars
That the deeper the darkness, the brighter the stars
And the vaster expanse that is freed
Life is a paradox
A mirror of confusion
Torn through the lens of inverted delusion
Born in the bends at the ends of the earth
It fatally tends to the cradle of birth
Inspired by MS
And the winds of a land that my eyes never see
Open the womb of the world unto me
And I dazzle and bliss at the bringing of this
As the ringing of stories we all tend to miss
Come singing their songs in the dawn of a Gaia
Spreading her arms like a golden messiah
Weeping now, lost in embrace
And every last atom within me shakes free
And the rattle of breath is the last thing I see
As the wind of my soul sweeps full and unknown
Through the curtainous veil of this planet I’ve grown
And I’m shown what I’m certain’s a polar eclipse
Of my solar and lunar patroller ellipses
In magnet possession, when everything flips
And my destiny falls like a stone
Crashing the skies in a comet aurora
Flash in the flush of a pheromone flora
Last is the crush in the deep of my bones
As the reign of Gomorrah is felled
Now rise of the ash like a specter of fate
Eyes in the flash of a spirit awoken
Soar with the nectar that pours out of hate
Like honey of a hive that’s been broken
You are the wind of the life that you free
You are the song in the nature that flies
You’re only as loved as you’re willing to be
Open the breath of your skies ~ *
And I don’t wanna say that my world went and whirled-ed
Or I hurled up the papers I thought were my job
and all that I worked for seemed homeless and bunk
I don’t wanna say that she’s rare as a mystic set
watercrest opal twilight autumn-dressed goddess-blessing
pressed upon my heart caressing every part she’s still undressing
Shining in my arms~*
And I don’t wanna say
That somewhere… there might be a way
To love and still be free
It seems like my doors have all been unlocked…
So why does she feel like a key?
Good day, ya fine wreck!
Well ain’t you just been blown to heck!
Look at you, you cosmic prism
Heart all locked up in a schism
Mind all closed up like a prison
Ain’t you just a piece of art!
Just bursting like a hive of bees!
With all this manic canned unease
Unmanned reactions, warring factions
Storing more and more in
glory’s holy story pouring out in dismal actions!
Well ain’t you just a human being…
Built with eyes, but not forseeing
And ain’t you just the coming age
of sadness, madness, lust and rage
Yes, ain’t you just a tiny cage
to hold the Beast called Life…
Living on the turning page
of a book you unknowingly write.
Thinking happens quietly
Not in words and rambles
Spewing like a knotted growth of tangled vines and brambles
Forest walls of any size will always block the view
Thinking should be clear blue skies that help us see right through
But days we find we’re wandering
Through all that old growth pondering
Lost in dark and twisting paths
of branching thoughts in plots of massive
tangled knots we take in passive
nods of all we’re squandering
Yet sometimes the breeze
In the canopy trees
Makes holes in the ceiling we knew
And a pillar of light
Of clear, simple sight
Comes shining down out of the blue
And we stand in this silence
Looking up at this hole
As this beacon of light seems to shine on our soul
And it melts all the brambles away
And we see that the simplest way out of the trees
Is to follow the lightness of day
Thinking isn’t all these words
We circle in our tangled minds
It’s clearing all the growth away
So the truth can simply shine~~*
Every single day is a brand new disaster
I don’t care what you learn, or master, or burn
You can stare at the sun, or take it in turn
Or make it your wrenching unquenchable light!
The very next day is the very same sight~
You’re nothing, you’re empty, you’re shapeless, you’re plaster
Every day that you wake is a brand new disaster
Maybe you’re wiser, or faster, or famous
Maybe you lost it, or caused it so heinous
you’ve crossed to a darkness as bleak as you’ve seen
The next day’s the start of a new magic been.
There are stalks to be climbed
Giants to slay
Gooses to loose in a golden new day
Cows to be traded
Kingdoms to fall
And despite what you’ve conquered…
It’s the end of it all.
Today is your day
I don’t care who you are
A sunken wet pebble
Or bright burning star
You’re only as far and as deep as you’ve gone
In the footsteps you’ve crept on your path since the dawn
You can Burn in the Sun at the Turn of the Blade
Or Mimic the Moon in the Cloak of Persuasion
Between all the memes of your myriad dreams
is the home of your destiny-nation
Treasure only comes from the heart of adventure
And venture only adds to the pleasure of heart
The end may endear in its endless endeavour
But nothing can startle the start
Open wide world! Unfathom your fogs!
Your crushing salt oceans and fallen dark logs!
Feed me your potions of wisdom and kingdom and chisel my wandering way
Teach me to reach for the visions that boom
To swell in my dream unafraid