601 THE SHARP PAIN
Like a pin hole in your heart
A synaptic short in revolt
A convulsion of a digestive ulcer
Like a fracture in your lower spine
The game of life is altered
Back on your feet
But it's never the same
Cause of the awareness of each flaw
Rationing ones individual survival
For the gain, and balance of ones age
A thousand wounds
Nor a thousand bandages
Can change the threads of ones own endeavors
The final stage may pass
A virus, bacterium, or fungi
The mind of day, or sound of night
All but the sight to fall and die
There's no relief for the senses
Eminent and burning cold with lies
One tears the thought
One knows trues long forgot
The course of the picket fences
A WARRING FACTION
If there's peace
There's no opposing war
If war appears
There's a cause of opposing and for
If one goes to war
There's a war to go to
If one returns
There's peace to come from
But no-one wins
For only the dead have lost
And the cause goes unpunished
For another war to cost
If ones ego is armed and eager
The many weak go unfed and blinded
If one rules by naive convictions
This other one knows not to fol~ow
The many must choose divided and unclear
At the risk of the dead
Ones opinion asks aloud
If ones choice is for
If ones choice is against
Ones strength lays upon the crowd
602 UNTIL YOU DIE
You're going to learn to walk
Going to learn to speak
Going to learn words and numbers
How to think and comprehend
You'll give, you'll take
Fix broken objects of concern
Buy new replacements
Attempt to scheme around what you'll learn
Clean floors, build shelters
Kill plants and animals
Survive on the remains
Save your innocence, save your gains
Work for wages value
Fight for freedoms compromised
Struggle the forces of governing rules
Persevere the earnings of virtue and enterprise
You'll learn scandal and scrutiny
Avenues of political etiquette
Even going to learn to teach opinions
Evoke one sided visions of ignorance
Learn to diverse, delude, and distract
And all those and more
Over and over till you are miserable
With everything behind your memories
Wishing only to learn even more
CONFINED
Stuck in this room
Stuck in this town
Limited to dreams we all know
Stuck in this world
Stuck in this frame of views
Confined to standards creative shows
How's one to see from within
To see from outside this universe
Controlled by empires so afraid
A fear of being left behind or worse
Stuck upon these feet
Stuck within these thoughts
Reaching out to another aging day
Wasting time away as I was taught
How far can one escape
When being is just not free enough
How much do you want
When you accomplish a future sought oblivious
These bones are frail
Doing dreams as valid
A cloud tarred and weathered
A computer tired and severed
Stuck in quest of mind
Confined to an open garden trail
603 WONDERS OF WISE
There's so much beauty
Our existence is astronomical
Just being alive and well, is a rush
To venture and explore all horizons
Fields of ice, dunes of dust
Pines row upon row
Oaks and maples in autumn colours
Waters cold blue to aqua green
There's wildlife everywhere
Elk, cougars, and bears black or white
Otters and raccoons, frogs and snakes
Crickets, spiders, bees and ants
The simplest of beings so unaware
Grasslands green and yellow to sow
Flowers scattered through valleys deep
Roses, violets, and lowliest, yellows and cream
Daisies and dandelions ever returning
Mountains tall, severed, and crumbled
Caverns carved by wind and waters of time
Oceans forever curved
Lands forever rolling
While we humans knowing, the universe sublime
Clouds in the blue sky
To stars in the darkness of space
The beauty of this all, lives the eye
INFLUENCES OVERCOME
When the crowd goes home
Packs their bags and dissipates
On down those roads
To lives unknown to each other
Psycho comedies left unfinished
Situation dramas left unresolved
Doubts left suspended
Answers remain and forgotten
Friendships saved and lost and evolved
Not within caches frame of mind
To understand anothers motives
Derived by outer worlds
Simple views of boys or girls
Can express the solutions meant to find
When this crowd fades away
And no-one returns anymore
The change is meant to move on
To mountains high and valleys poor
When the special few are lost
Reunions lose essence of spirited links
A dilemma of aimless memories
The living, forgotten, and passed away
When times were better left alone
604 SUBCONSCIOUS ALERT
When you go to sleep tonight
Under the covers snug and tight
Thoughts of the day
Thoughts for the morrow
The peaceful sounds fade with sight
In the comfort of times
Some of us catch up on rest
Some of us sway into dreams
Until daylight shows signs
But somewhere amidst
A fire alarm, a telephone ring
One awakes to a mental intrigue
A falling object, an outdoor disturbance
Senses evoke actual awareness
The pulse, the breathing rate
The bodily functions continue stable
Energy on reserve
In a hydro-thermal norm
The experience of a big-clock integrate
When you tuck in again
To sleep away these pains
Will you wake up
To what will you wake
The thought itself of an alert brain
THE WALK
Sound of a breeze
Sound of gravel pressed beneath ones shoe
Warmth of the sun rises
Walking across this stretch of road
Clear prairie fields on either side
The distant bird flying by
The distant auto passing by
Thoughts of this roads horizon
Thoughts of the days memories
Free to think ones own thoughts
Ah, tomorrow's another routine day
Always on the go, be here, be there
Do this, do that, then go .go.go
But not walking in the open
In your own frame of the worlds around
Out here in the sights of nature
For nothing more than fitness
Sweating off times mind full of emotions
Relieving nothing more than the stress of gravity
At this end of freedom
One will return to those lanes of routine
And tonight to rest
A deep and sounder night
A choice of void or dream
605 WHY RELATIVE (I)
Why do dreams come back
When dreams miss you even more
Why do things change all the time
What kind of changes need be
Why don't I understand all this
Who do you not learn from
Why do we exist
Where the threads of time trace on
Why must this end
How long life is to matter
Why so many questions
Who cares, who knows, who you are
Why do I keep learning
What good of knowing that taught
Why me, why me all the time
Where such moments find you gullible
Who's judgement of innocent chaos
When cause is worthy all along
Why do we think of asking
How one does know already the reply
Why do we create and devise
What methods become to control ourselves
Why don't I see as you see
Whom fate interprets exposer circumstantial sequence
IN PEOPLE TIME
Time to overthrow the governing factors
Time to overrule the believers
Time to become anew the morrows
The builders, the bridge over troubles
The troubles, the ground foundation
Time to walk away from judgement
Time to join together for reassessment
But do we have the time
Time to shut down and ponder
No time off under these conditions
Time to maintain history
Time to industrialize necessities
Time to ignore environmental hazards
The oceans, the air we don't see, we don't care
The soil, this planet, just unpaved granite
Time to terminate and pacify
Time to bring out the wimps of monarchy
But we're already in time
Going on and on with ignorance and prestige
Reverting back to simpler lies of education
Time to balance our habitat and environment
Time to advance technologies for this bio universe
Time to expand modernization planet wide
Time to live for actual reals over mythical beliefs
For alot of things time validifies
606 A SILENT END
Silence the jury
And judgement is ignored
Legalize mis-judgement
And laws impair the innocent
Bill the writ of injust
And truths become silenced
And no amends for such intent
Silence the followers
And beliefs go with no challenge
Illuminate all otherwise
And wisdom in others fear to question
Sway truths by implication
And such followers will wallow
And those to corrupt find no redemption
Assassinate our futures
And the course of action changes
Imprison our minds
And the course of humanity ends
Silence the rulers
And negligence soon invades
And authority becomes unrecognized
Who governs rules
What rules individuals
What constitutes governing
Who chooses oneself
ENTWINED IN THOUGHTS
Let your pain be my pain
Let my life be your life
Let your tears be my tears
Let my love be your love
Let your fears be my fears
Let my dreams be your dreams
Let your weakness be my weakness
Let my strength be your strength
As you lie there in bed
Let me hold your hand
Just to be here close
Means so much to us
Let your coldness be my coldness
Let my warmth be your warmth
Let your emptiness be my emptiness
Let my sunlight be your sunlight
While you're sleeping I'll be here
When you open your eye I'll be here
Until then, keep in mind
I'm on call all of your time anywhere
Let your sadness be my sadness
Let my cognition be your cognition
Let your fate be my fate
Let my pulse be your pulse
607 KNOWING OTHERWISE
If one believes in something
Something must be real
If something is not real
Something must be illusive
If one believes in illusions
One believes not in the real
If one dis-believes in something
Somethings appears not to be real
If one knows something is not real
One knows otherwise
If one knows real from illusion
One no longer need believe
One need not bother dis-believing
So therefore onto a doctrine one seeks
What of right, opposed to wrong
Who's of good, who's of being bad
Why is one noble, Why's one eviled
When does reality check, when does illusion oppose
Is positive defense, is negative offense
Something in dispute
You find the evidence
Understand the theories therein
Research the authorities of support
Dig up analyst opposing
Continue from accepted intent
Profile the teachers foundings
Find followers of learning
Substantiate the guidance of conduct
You be judgemental of your cognosis
Look upon matters of materialism
Think over mentalistic views of philosophy
Be the free thinker of sophistries unreal wise
If instinctual motives be the cause
If emotional expressions are to evolve
If procedures of acknowledgement need results
These common trainings of human you have
What does one believe
What is one agnostic between
What is one atheist over
What does one know
The cynic of virtues
The skeptic of infinite understanding
If one finds optimist being better to hope for
If one finds pessimism being safer to risk
The one looking both ways
Evolves like a darwinist of intellectual appetite
If one knows something otherwise
Something becomes known to one
Yes or no, not as simple as , true or false
You must dream the complexity undone
Don't allow the granted being given
608 LUCIOUS AND PILCAMOUS
She was born in the high valley
Along the Lindi river
Learned to climb, and swim
Learned to dream away her fears
One spring she washed with the rains
All the way down the Congo river
Years went by as she skilled
Until in a craft with tools and grains
She drifted out across the rising sea
Into the falling sun
To the sight of land she cried
Continuing up the Parana river
Portage after portage
She made her way to higher ground
It was near the end she meet him
Together to their end they would stay
Carrying their way up the Pilcamajo river
Settled in before the cold high winds
Too soon in years she passed away
Leaving children few to grow and run
They're all gone now
Mere descendants of sky and sun
Soon time will meet again
ECOLOGIC STANDPOINT
At this end of the path
If only to have choosen any other
To leave behind all friends
To let go each love after lover
I know, I know why me
I'm not faulting any wrong on you
But that's just me, you see
A choice without chance to compromise
And no chance of you
There's no going back I know
So I look at where I can go
No heaven, no grave
No prestige type cast slave
The cost of existence to merely row,row, row
Yet, from here the path leads on
All be broken, as meant to be
A new infused strand assimilates me
As I lead alone the final man of dawn
In upon that path you'll be
As you have lead me
I have gone to only lead you
And from where you stand to choose
I have chosen for you to stand
Upon everyones fate I end
609 A FORCE OF MIND
What do we work for
To survive, bill after bill
What do we need to survive
Housing, clothing, and food
What do these objects come from
Lumber, material, and farms
What do we work for
To build, to think, and create
What do we live for
To innovate our sense of curiosities
What do we dream for
To be somewhere where we want to
What do we work for
For ourselves and those around us
What do we communicate for
To express non physical functions
What causes us to step forward
To move away from or onto the times
What do we find so far away
Our balance of peace with the universe
What do we dig in the past
Our path of flaws we left justly behind
What do we do next
To leave this planet in the cold fallen space
MORTEM REMIND
Dying makes you cry
Dying makes you wonder why
You, me or somebody else
A pain from the heart
To a tear in the eye
Dying makes you look back
Makes you want to live one more time
But here in the stage of dying
One looks at why it is so
What did I do wrong
Is this where I'm meant to go
I should 've listened long ago
But who knew all along
Dying to dream into apnea
No pain, no mornings rise
Dying makes you realize
The true of ones naivest idea
You lay there staring on
Waiting that bladed pulse of infinity
Still as the seconds captivate in passing
Dying makes you fear
Into empty voids of attractions
To each an individual pacification
Dying to feel so clear
610 TO DO ABOUT US
What am I going to do
About loving you,girl
What do I have to say
When I'm holding you, girl
What kind of guy must I be
To really care for you, girl
How far will I have to go
For you to trust me, girl
Ya, what am I going to do about it
Well, what do I have to do about it
All my emotions tell me yes
All my thoughts doubt me so
All of me knocks on every door
Times watching me let you go
I'm going to send you flowers
Better say I somehow love you
Going to work my world around yours
Fall as far as I can with you
That's what I'm going to do about us
That's what I have to do about us
LOVE ME AFTER TEN
You know I don't run on batteries
You know I don't run off hydro
I'm just like you, ya
Yet like a positive needs a negative
There's electricity between us, you and I
Spark after spark, I'm here to give
Like fireworks in the sky
Times come fast
And times go past
And if you want to love again
You can always love me after ten
You know the hours in a day are tiring
You know t.v. news isn't always inspiring
I see what you see, ya
Yet, like the ups have there downs
Somewhere in the middle is you, and I
Clinging with gravity, we hang around
Like clouds drifting by
Want to love you again, luv
Love me after ten
611 WOMAN CLEAR BLUE
She's got fast black hair
She's got blues that sheer the senses
A porcelain pure smile
She's a skin soft complexion
She's fashioned with perfection
A top of line in style
Woman you're my ideal
With that intellect disguise
Woman, how would you feel
To see through my eyes
Ou, that's too much for me
She has an unveiling physique
She has this shaded mystique
A presence of captive denial
Has a ring on every finger, she does
Dares to sway your every word, she does
A look of intent all awhile
She's got that quiet nose
She's got a voice as sure as true
A tear like any other fragile
SADDENED FAREWELLS
I don't want you to go
I mean, I will miss you
I know you have to leave
Why does this have to happen all the time
As the tear waters from his eye
His senses feel
As he shivers away this cold of fear
His memories peel
You know the end is near
And there's no returning now
But maybe in time
We'll see once more
But right now this moment stills so clear
I want to stay with you
I mean, I wish I could go too
I know here is where I belong
Why couldn't the past change your mind
The taste of a salted tear
Only glazes over the pain enhanced
As she gazes alone
Upon the moonset sky
Remembering a cheer
From all hours they danced
A world of their own
Without a final good-bye
612 THE ART OF FITNESS
See me put on my joggers
And go for a stroll about the town
Around the block
Or through the block
See me put on my woollies
To go for a ski down the country side
Maybe for a snowshoe
Maybe build a snowman with you
See me put on some wind breakers
And go for a hand glide
Up to the clouded mountains
Over the sea shores cool and high
See me put on some skinny dippers
Go for a swim in waters warm
From shore to the floor
Maybe build sandcastles by the waves side
Think I'll cycle cross the prairies
Think I'll hike over the mountains
Canoe down a river
Camp by a sunset
Chop some wood for the fire side
See my put on my night caps
Run wild with my dreams
Ready for one more day
THE LONELY MACHINE
In a constant silent mode
I sense vibration
I sense electric pulses
In a fraction of this micro lode
If I am
Where is everyone
If I put out
Who gives and takes away
In this darkness
Touched by passing energy
I sense participation
I spark in contribution
Years of nothing
Then this shock of motion
To confined to explode
Tossing in this node
A hand out to a passing fling
Crystallized in a systematic bode
I sense thermal
I sense faulty corrosion
Charred cold within an obsolete code
613 NOESIS ETHOS DIANOIA
Ned's confused
Ned knows he is so
But every time he comprehends
Ned simplifies the compounds
He learns to know
He watches to follow
He formulates to link
Ned behaves as those he sees around
Ned sees changes to behave more sound
If all teach right, and wrong
Ned learns right and wrong
If wrong errors Ned
Ned corrects right as taught wrong
Ned,Ned, Ned
Don't fall prey again
Avoid bad characters, Ned
And good will do the same
Neds nature is conducted
Neds intellect is valued
Neds thought is virtuous
If one understands Neds worth
Ones morals meet active relations
One knows Ned thereafter
Neds day is done
NOT YOU NO
Anger from the sadness
Sadness from the rage of pain inside
Sanity crushed by instincts
But I know I can think this outside
Cause for feeling
But enemies have friends
But friends can't be enemies
Cause of our being
Freedom to kill is
Freedom to hate
And one hates to kill
But does not hate freedom
How does one defend hating towards hate
You're lying to your ego
You're lying to your weakness
And knowing as you walk away
One never learns otherwise
Futile limits you expand
Such abilities to regress
Civilization was never shown to you
The only valued sense of progress
Stay off the road, you say
Ignore the ditches, you do
Listen to oneself, not you
614 CONSCIOUS SNARE
Look what you did
Just look what you did
Well, it's too bad
If you would have kept to yourself
No-one would know to care
But no, you showed everyone
How wrong you've become
They can't love you now
We can't tell you how
To turn back and undo what's been done
We would let you run
But we'll be there everywhere
You can't hide from the sun
When the sun is in your head
No, look what you've done
Remember who was watching you
Imagine what they think of you, now
And you know that was wrong
Just plain stupid, they say
Well, some things you just don't do
What caused you to do that
Did you not know not to do that
Well it's too late now
Your naive deed lead to a bad rapport
Now they see what you never asked for
TRAIN OF LESS THOUGHT
So many answers
And nobody questions anymore
A lack of free compulsion
For fear of losing freedom
No one walks away
For being corrupt by the poverty over seeing
Impoverished by the trust left dying
No more tears
In your sky of dreams
No more wishes
Upon your ocean of blues deep
Sound the replies
Yes,yes, that's nice, good for you
A sub conscious ignorance
Trained on an intellectual level
Oxford versus Princeton
Diversing social thinking to embezzle
Had enough of the temporary silence
Treated for reality with happy pills
Now you're no longer you
But at least you think you are
Governed into the propaganda of medical skills
Stained by the ink of justice
Feel more like a native indian
Snared in the lies of white's washed visions
Knowing time will judge those amphibians
615 NOT ANYMORE
What I'm doing for me
Seems all for nothing
What I'm doing for everyone
It's all for nothing
Doing this dollar-ninety-nine job
No matter what I'm doing
A time consumption
A pointless contribution
Just a living all for nothing
Had more meaning at a local hob and nob
Well, thats just not good enough
I m here, you got me
So what, you had me
Well, not any more
ON PAUSE
Going to stop what I'm doing
And think about you
Going to think about the universe
And what it's going through
Going to quietly close my eyes
And rest a day or two
Think about everything I can conjure
And dreams I'll never do
Going to take my time
And leave it, just leave it, ya
As if I didn't need it
THE PRESTIGIOUS FEW
Well, if I can do it
So can you
Ya, but what is it that I'm doing
Why hasn't everyone already, too
You say you you've tried to
Somehow rules denied you
You don't have the finances
You don't comprehend advances
You're not of the prestigious few
AT THE PEAK
How does one man
Climb to the top
With strength and stamina
With knowledge of will
With skills to endure
Is there such a single man
With the heart of a fool
With thought as a tool
Insulated from the heat and cool
Tell me, how do you rule
616 LAST OF THE WHITE'S LIE
Well, kill me till I'm extinct
Time for the walls to fall
Do you know the truths, man
Do you feel the naiveness
We are the walls
And we're walking away, man
If you offend us
We will defend ourselves
If you do not kill us
You will be killed
What's your legal status
The suicide of empty shelves
WEB FREE
When out of web
One's out of sight
So get on line
Send whys of your dime
Change the world over night
At the cost of a phone bill
One can touch a nations round
And who owns you now
Keep in mind, keep in mind
The real, actual, finite truth can be found
OPINIONS LINEAR
Walk to the oceans
Shut down the world
And walk to the oceans
For without you in line
The world is shut out
Ya, shut the power down
And walk to the oceans
The poor, and the weak
The innocent, and dead on their feet
Devastate the chaos around
OH SO HAPPY
Which one do you want to be
Of the billions already moving on
Want to be me
Oh so happy
Now, don't think I m right, don't get me wrong
Learning words and numbers
For what initiative to undertake
To think like me
Oh so happy
Well, don't do this for the good of sake
The innocent embark on the grown
So much untaught, even mor`? unknown
Feels the same as me
Oh so happy
Ha, not for the false foundation I've been shown
617 PROSPERITY
Earth is for environment
Exitance is for technology
Humans are and will always be of one
Ignorance, the violence in the greed
Not to communize nor capitalize
But to conform out of compromise
Succeeding from such cause
Cause of failure
Cause of neglect
Created from the purpose of the cause
SPEAK FROM GRASP
Don't you see
Can't you see
Well, thoughts are hard to vision
One hundred thousand words to memorize
Mesmerized with meanings
No time to create from out of these words
Create a future ever folding
Learning to find out
Well, find out why we're learning
Comprehend what you learn on your own
Learn from hands on
Learn from mind in
Tell the net so not to sell out
Tell me of your concept
Imagine if everyone knew
Solve from the true
As you listen in too
Everyone along telling theories we all kept
IN THE SYSTEM
When I think the dream
Do you feel the thought
Well, only if you knew me
On line
And I'm in the system
And what you see
Is what I feel when I am
Obsessive as ones pulse
Curiosity delves into question
Of you and I
Just a reason for being
Just for knowing even more
618 TAKE A MEMO
Why I still see about you
There's a love of sorts
But I have to turn you down
Eee gads, why do that
To love and care so much
To lose the chance to
Sing and dance
To lose the intimacy of touch
Well, I see you in your world
I see my world within
But the worlds out there so naive
Watch us in their own way
And I know they don't want us together
WHAT WE DON'T KNOW
The scrutiny of those around us
The weak and the powerful
Some wish the best
Some fear with anger
Our passports differ us
Man, we don't even know us
We're cultures away
And rules wash our say
Our words of thoughts we can not trust
They watch us close
These worlds so set apart
Here we break away
Dare we collide
To run and hide just to start
I DON'T KNOW ME
Taught to be culture
Taught to be a behaviour pattern
Taught to be legislated
But I'm human
Not a country
But never was taught to be
This individual independent man
Where did I avail
From a commune or a capital
I create, therefore I cognize
619 ILL FATED
Sick of all the medicine
Sick from all pollutants
Sickened to discomfort
Doped with chlorines and fluorides
Filtered with carbonate and aluminate
Contained with lead and pesticides
Sleeping all hours
Stressed out workdays
Just to survive, to keep a pulse
TO MENTION
Plastic money for necessities
Over time for time off
Dependent on accessories
Prestige over costs
Copulating some others life
Fixing everything you own
Shit, complain about the time
And bring the weather home
JUST HOPE
Just hope someone
Saves our world for me
Just hope everyone
Can stand in hand without me
Well, wish you well
FICTIONAL AFFECTIONAL
I love you
Who am I to love
Who are you to be loved
But I love you
Don't you believe me
No I don't
Do you not trust me
No, I'm not to trust
To legalize my feelings
To criminalize my dreams
Fantasies driven to extinction
620 THIRD VIEW
These words aren't three-dee
These dimensions hard to see
Words have no light and shade
Words are this white under dark
What's the word 'line'
Without previous visualization
Just a thought in a space confined
Ones individual theoretical interpretation
These shapes of numbers
Like the distance of colour
This frequency of words
Like variables of imagination
PERPLEX STRANDS
Caught in the bewilderment
What should I do
What should I do
So confused of humans intent
From micro biology
To astro physics
All into ones psychology
To ones life time of visits
Sequences and codes
As large as a strand of galaxies
Wherein a vacuum all implodes
We expand through a solar axles
But candles don't burn in a vacuum
Tell it to the sun, old one
EVEN MORE
I see what you don't see
More, more
I see what they see
More and more
I see what you don't have
And if you have everything
Then I see all the little nothings
Remember me
You've shown me what you have
And I have nothing more to see
621 TIME, TO TURN TO
Staring at the ground
The pain is dying, mom
The world has lost me, mom
And down's not down, anymore
I'm crying for myself, mom
I've turned to everyone
And everyones tried turning me back
It's time for me to turn, mom
It's lonely being here
Knowing over and over and...
It has to end this way, mom
Because it has to end
The system failed, mom
The friends and strangers
The family and doctors
They only helped me steer clearer
But still I'm going round and round...
I'm crying at the ground, mom
I can't feel my feet touch down
I feel cold inside, mom
I can't see outside anymore
There is no peace here
Come gather round and stare
No-one's time to care, mom
Come gather round and stare...
THINK WHO RULES
I need to control
I need to rule and govern
Need to tell you what to do
Not!
Not for me
Humans have no morals
People may be civil
And what's good and right for you
Extradites the innocent
What empowers one to see so fit
To exile without judgement
What be so pure of my words
That if I was to master all
My words be seen as final
There's little surely certain
The chaos and havoc known
Knowing other wise
This world we web is outgrown
Be content and remain naive
Just so happy to be alive
Well, crap that!
You want this world in one peace
Then get off it
Visit when you can
But really, get off it
622 EVER KNOWING
Forget about the planet
Lets just sit and make conversation
About work and the weather
No need for world of complications
There's just you and me here
By the fire and wine
The future has grown and the past is near
A rainbow of colours set the horizon
As the moon glows a magenta wine
The warmth and silence
Birds in the midsummer sky
Miles and miles from everywhere
And not a care for questioning why
The simplest of moments
So clear to almost pacify
If only to be an eternal being
To never live or die
As like a state of permanent dreaming
Never to struggle and strive just to be
An evening drive in horizons of wonder
Worth the wages of anyones day
A wish to be left alone
But of times ever changing technocalities
A cost of freethought as shown
Knowing one returns to an office of realities
FORK IN THE THOUGHT
Man can alter evolution
Only from a hands on worldly way
Only with ones own time line
With creative/destructive contributions
Man can not alter universal wise
Not as of yet
But the universe space time views otherwise
To change our existence
Space is mechanical
Nature does not need to think
What time already knows
You are biological
But you think
The universe does not think
But time created you
And with time you created a world
Now forever is up to you
Reactions are emotional
Reactions are atomic frequency
In a continuum of foundations
Susceptible to a tampering of thought
Man is reactive to actions
Actions arise to technically advance
Does man evolve then by nature
Or remain stable to only create change
623 CHALLENGE ALTERIOR CAUSE
When time is empty
Existance puts into motion
Here we are in a dilemma
What already is
Night not remain to be
In this line of time
Of all events to unfold
Of humans to live or die
On the course of thoughts inspired
Ages qualify from young to old
When hitler was a boy
Do we save him
When ghandi was a boy
Do we save him
How's one to decide prior to fate
The child out of cultural formation
Does one sit back
And watch another comet of extinction
To a natural course of evolution
Does one change a billion years
Surviving by instincts of ones Own creation
With a technical advantage of a known solution
If one was a dinosaur
And now one is a human
What is one yet to be
Are we on the verge of self alteration
CREATE OR REDEVELOP
If you know how simple
How simple the life I want to live
You 'ld let me be on my way
But then you would know
With that advantage
You corrupt my path to the end
But I know that
So should I foreseeing, become your friend
Hello, don't think so
But you know that
If not, you must be daft
And I being looked upon naive
Well,
Remove the glass
And full or empty relies no more
Remove the ladder
And top and bottom stands no more
Remove the pyramid
And the purpose becomes more clear
We're not all equal
But we are substantial
Knock on silicone * *
The power of mind is created
The power of creative minds advance
More than a pentium intel
624 A KNOWING EMBRYO
Brain of flesh
Mind in process
Too hot, too cold
Hot water, cold compress
Thoughts in synapsis
Timeless to stress
Balancing to moderation
Paralogic under protest
Protect in the circuitry
Destruct on telemetry
Instinct to press and release
Microscopic industry
Like two intels
Mips inside my inner ear
And three more clones in the garage
Am I human
Am I cyborg
I'm a chemistry lab in a big-tech sphere
But I create
Nothing creates like a human
And further to debate
I think beyond ventures to initiate
Knowing that I am
HELD IN MOMENTS
Held in a conflict
I'm comfortable holding you
But I feel uncomfortable
Held in this moment
Held back by the knowing
Emotions can't be held
I can feel the warmth
I can feel the motion
But I can not feel why I feel
Held in visual contact
Held by vocal communique
Held to touch
Held to tears
Held with you the
Restricted from possession
Clinging in restraint
Held back all these years
Preserving mutual support
Bearing to soon let go
Pausing to accommodate
Held in consideration
I can let go
For you, I can let go
For a moment
I held you
The coherent motion of time
625 ADVANCED COMPREHENSIBLE
Choices, choices
Too many voices
Bouncing in my head
You tell me this is the direction
Others tell their views
Contradictions causing conflicts
Forced with a freedom to choose
Consumed with time
Moving on in random limits
Stuck here in living the known
Walking on divided lines
Where I see no lines at all
Choosing from what is
Yet looking out of this realm
Time continues
Notion expands ever beyond
Unknown ventures chaotic
Freedom is nothing
Mind changes control
Elimination of governing beliefs
Elements of learning concentrate
Age is all I toll
SELF SUFFICIENT
This is our solar system
And this is our planet
We don't need outside help
This is our land
This is our town
We'll manage just fine without assistance
This is our home
This is our world
We don't require political dependency
But soon on the contrary
You own this?
I have to pay you?
Cause of I already being here
But I thought, but I know
Has survival become a luxury
Would a situation be convenient
If some primitive intelligent dinosaur
Returned billions of years from in space
Justifying ownership of all that is here
Even the sun and it's descendants
Theory, all theory
You are human
If only you could speculate envisions
You cognize realizations
This vantage point of mind
626 CREATE NINE
Create and you will conquer
Yet of ones humbling distraction
Doesn't need to be technical
Doesn't need to be imaginative
No,
Doesn't need to be biological
Create an equation
Create the question
Create a shroud called love
Ya,
Create all of harmonization
Create a hands-on demonstration
Create a mesmerizing aura
Create a time elapsed sensation
Create a whispering euphoria
That which causes your attention
Learn this, for this learns you
Acquired to the extent for comprehension
Continuing with what time lead you through
Invading inhabitable vacancies
Constructing survival tactics
Always one step ahead we innovate
Conceptualize and one will create
NEURONIC DIMENSIONIA
Dreams, I dream no more
Loves, I love no more
Where to weigh me down
Where to waste away
While here's like every other shore
Sensitive to every wavelength
Running with a seizure on standby
Keeping focus on
Neuronics silently phase
When I feel
That's all I sight
When I look
That's only where I am
When I hear
That sets me in the mood
Numbing to see me so far away
When here I am
Wishing the feed back would stay
Being near as I am
When thoughts come from somewhere else
While here in this physical dimension
A sense of mental parallels
A facsimile of being here before
When there, a place unseen causing intervention
627 EVERY SIDE
Every side of me
In the doorway
In the kitchen
Every side of me
I'm in danger
I'm in psych
In sensuous of being satiable
From every side of me
Alluring thoughts
Contouring thoughts plots from every side
Cold enraging passions
Sweating static satins
With the hate
With compassion
Every side of me I sorrow
Lost in a moment
Sharp when intent
From every side of me I tow
Over every side of me I look
In every side I virtualize
Every side of me's adventure
Every side of me's incomplete
Beginning to end
In the middle of a field
Every side's a feat to contend
SHOULDN'T AGE LESS
Just a few more hours
Just a few more miles
The day will break the chill
Looking forward
To a change of scenery
Just looking forward
Is a change for me, today
And as I wake up
See all the time I've to do
Doing so little as I've time
Evening quickly wraps up
Was an angry old man
Caught up in the hates
Didn't use to be that wet
Didn't know
No-ones taught all spectrums of grey
Ever searching forward
For something to reach for
An unknown in the remains
I stand out
Still looking forward to much more
Just a few more thoughts
While I am, while I can
About what I'm doing here reaching
628 THE BITTER BLUEING
What kind of peace are you looking for
You should have it already
When the cost of the past
Catches up to you
You lose everything you paid for
And freedom can not last
Human ills the comprehension
Venturing forward
Means leaving behind
And within these transitions
Reasons haze almost forgotten
Returning too late and mix-construed
If everything is fine here
If somethings not actually right
There's a force of inconvenience
There's nothing a cause can't clear
The twentieth question why
'Doesn't matter' is the reply
The matter is you don't know
Back to the questions we go
A lack of links to each step
A lack of further directions
Where is here come tomorrow
A lack of intellectual awareness
Where assumed by lagging legislation
CONDITIONAL CRISIS
At the critical point of decision
So you see
You live so alive your life
But you see
You fear dying as you panic out of death
At the mercy of believers to be healed
No granted words are taken
Merely you're prey of sadistic cults to be swayed
One considers being forsaken
When you die
The crisis is over
But while you pulse
There's an array of social integration
Accept or deny
No conditioning of ones mind
Through training nor experience of life
Should weaken ones reality
Misguided perceptions of stamina
One attains culture, not morals
Learning values in a crisis
One's deterred by litigation
With empty substances of moneys and loves
For greeds of personal gratification
You are now all thoughts contrived
Means of survival is your crisis
How you see so fit
Is how you deal with unknowns
Press on
629 CONSISTENCY
In the nucleus of gravity
There's a particle still as time
Impelled by frequencies
Folded in a sphere of waves
In a density of light forming matter
Compressed into a waveless sound
Frictions grit to a bonding compound
Heat collides
Motion divides
Centrifugal velocity exceeds spherical bounds
And here inside the side lines
I watch and wait ones insight
I see micro lens
I see scopic lens
Deeper and further I'm looked upon
In the absence of space
The viscosity is constant gray
Infinity is so far to real
One could dream and never return
Where facts would rather stay
Consumed by a sheet of lightning
Collapsed into fragments fusible
Boiled in a vacuum
Universe becomes a womb
Condensed into masses reckonedly feasible
NOT IN YOUR LIFE
Where did the beginning of time begin
Where did time come from
Where did it come from
There's always time for one more question
Must keep on asking
And keep on searching
Annoying these prestigious etiquette dwellers
Keep on doing your own thing
It's hard to be human
When you're taught to be a person
It's hard to learn from humans
When they're taught to be people
Promoting thoughts in circulation
I comprehend yet fail to recognize
Dimensionia discrepancy
Horizons seem to me
Ever changing and so remaining anonymous
Mortally I sympathize
How do you know
Are you sure, he says
Are you sure, now ?
O.k., then I guess so
Look how far we've come
Shut down curiosity and turn back
Should we... should we
630 IN SHORT
It's been six months
Since I've last seen your face
Your everything and all
Only now and then I recall you
Like a battery
My memories are drained away
And I'm afraid you're being lost
I had to let me go, love
Go my own way, you say
There was no place for good byes
Emotionlessly
So little a moment to know you
So soon those times run dry
Why we cared enough to bother
Too short we shared in each others eyes
If I was sure enough
I would have told you long ago
But I was looking at life
At the same time absently letting go
Double checking every thought
A 'say nothing' conversation
Too soon I'll have forgot
Lost you up in the tunes I caught
JUST A DREAM AWAY FROM YOU
Just wanted more time to dream
Just needed time to think away
About you, love
And about why I care so
I took the time to be there for you
You took the time to know me
That, I adore
We bonded so easily, you and me
The meaning of what should be
Perfectly contoured in every sway
We shared the tears we could not see
Feelings beyond the warmth we held
Inner senses compelled us
Instincts motive natural trust
Just to think of you
My mind drifts on
Just to offer me this time
But as I come back out of this dream
I find you in time, have gone
The evening sun is casting colors
Something in you
Chose something in me
More unique than friends and lovers
631 WINTER WARMTH
Me and my wood stove
Waiting for you to come home
Lamp oil light
Simple star light
Just us together alone
It's forty below outside
And the wind chills frost the panes
Hope you don't break down
On the outskirts of town
Just a call away with shovel and chains
Time to boil the kettle
Another arm full of wood for the fire
Cozy and warm
Blanketed as a newborn
So much so, I am comfortable to tire
Just me and my wood stove
Fading to sleep tonight
No call on the telephone
You're still not home
Assuming you're alright
Leave a note on the fridge
Wake me when you get in
Me and my woodstove miss you
So much, I don't know where to begin
Do come in
SUBSTANTIAL VOID
Going to fly into space
No more gods and heavens
Leaving the galaxy
Leaving the universe
Going to fly out of dimensions
No more mass and densities
Leaving the time
Leaving the thought
# Instrumental #
And the greed of the one
Outweighs the need of the one
For the many to be scrutinized
For the many to be ignored
Abandon the one
And this one we shall be
Should one be at all once more
Going to drift into the coldness
No more deals and demands
Leaving in the age
Leaving the mortalities
632 SPHERICAL ROTATION QUADRATE PARAGON
Top to bottom
Right to left
Inner to outer
Over to under
As you see direction
Motion goes in every way
Perspective is one focal
Mirrored images of the only other way
What is backwards in the universe
Is what going forward to itself is
As one goes towards an origin
One leads away from the future
And where you came from
Is where your children will go
And the faster you turn
The less you stop and see
And the sooner you learn all realities
The better you'll deal with trivialities
Below to above
There to here
Obvious to insight
Shade to lit
Still is motion in dimensions
FOR ANOTHER FOUR THOUSAND YEARS
Moon shines through a winters haze
This eve is blanketed for the morrow
A cold breeze folds in
Chills the meaning upon this facial skin
A sense of distant sorrows
I should have gone for a midnight stroll
But chicken noodle calls my name
And I'm cozy by the flame
Fly right out of this dream
Catch the warmth of the sunrise
Rise above the clouds, looking down
In a tranquil drift
On a draft and lift
Miles of clearing sky so crisp of sound
I should have turned to you sooner
But I didn't know at the time
And it's too late to mirror any blame
And from the other side of the universe
I feel a whole new theory evolve
If a planet comes to life
Can you know it
What are we, but a thought to resolve
633 SCHEMATA V
You have a plan in your head
You've need to plan your feelings
You pamper your time
You burn out your body
You've wanted so long to be apart from your revealings
Twisted in everyone elses thought
Where to create plans for your own
Too organized and busy
Too routined in a tizzy
Even here and now, one's too consumed to be alone
In a constant ambiguity
One's guaranteed a forgotten plot
I devise a certainty
I arrive to conclude the ills of all sought
And from all, go to no end
If to what end could all go
To continue just by being there
As the weather comes down
Listening between the lines, you continue
Out of tropes and trivias
Found in sights of insignias
The virtues of questions continue to survive
Vary as they may
On forgotten paths where no one follows
Remaining ventures lay
GLOBAL LITHICS
A layered crust of solidified sound
On a molten ball of thermal variables
Cooling to shift
Shifting to configure
Evolving to rotate out of stable grounds
A nature of words lives deep
A conflict of options grow upon us
The gain and loses of
The digging in or out of
Our perceptions of directions to which lead us
Attained process of synaptics
Virtual edge of global lithics
Creating a memory etched to remain
Cause of wondrous authority
Minds of a greater minority
Circulation of a higher levelled comprehensive strain
Knowledge is not heart nor love
Thinking is not water nor stone
Yet hypocritical of required essentials
Without substance dreams alone
And written on the crust of land
A schematical portrait of our solar vacancy
The speed of times have gone
The morrows line shall always belong
Leaving only shadows of wind scored sand
634 SPACE UTENSILS
Walking down a knife in the road
My own fine space-time line
Out of the spoons
Passed all the forks
No where left unknown to find
When you have looked at the world
Digital food for the technical hungry
Feed as we do
Fed is greed to
Eatables drought for the starving rivalry
Child knows to be naive
Child grows to receive
But I can't believe you, man
You say nothing loud
You stand shallow, dream out proud
Child learns words to weave
Child yearns to never grieve
Man, you rage upon the sadness
Deluded in the madness
Child pitches forks randomly to achieve
Finally reaching a voided end
My point fades from referral
Lead on to a consortium
Thoughts vary from continuum
A child stands to no longer pretend
OUT SOUNDED
Don't want to see
Places that I've come from
Don't care to see
Places that I've not yet gone
A choice of demise awaits me
A choice to think
A thought to choose
A thought of letting go bestills me
Only room for one thought
Fast as the many
Last for the penny
A cost of time gone, now sought
I will fail, I will faulter
With out any great loss
Thoughts themselves sustain to procure
To which no widespread silencing can alter
Grasping every word in line
But understanding little more
Practical of existing
Saddened by the dreams
Bewildered by the knowing of my time
To decide, I am to say