(9-06)The city quiets
to a gentle hum,
A deep sigh after
the busiest day.
People vanish
and street lights
break the dark void
every twelve feet.
Muffled laughs
pass me by
Dark shadows
tip-toeing on cobalt streets
Suspiscion suffocates
the auspacious feelings
(Cold moons make
Hearts loom.)
Freedom is Propigated
in pre-concieved perceptions
A light under
a bowl/a bowl
broken in the dark/a dark
stare on a warm night
I am a shadow
spitting similies,
A story with a
moral to tell.
A child in a
room of mirrors
STOP ME!
I'm gonna yell
I'm a street light
on a cool
summers night
breaking the dark void
every twelve feet.
God moves through
the streets like the wind
Appearing to shadows that
waver in the street lights
He kisses the leaves of the
trees making the dance
God is the air ghosts breath
while wandering human hearts
watching blue lights through
living room windows
God is the Hume of the Moon
that reflects warm tears
lost in the rain
God is the dark sky
that covers our fears
on some winters night.
My hands racing
down your body
Drawing each note
with my eyes
I've made you my
my favorite song
to sing under these skies.
(8-something)I see confrontation
Confusion
disolusion
the mirror reflects
a broken soul
Caloused and Burnt
Where a fire burned
a whisper is heard
among the ash.
Do I laugh or cry
at this sight infront of me?
This child curled up
in the starry darkness
shivering under the
swollen moon.
I'll laugh
for no one needs tears
at this moment,
on this night.
Hate no more:
Still screams run through my body
My heart folds
and folds
Until a hollow square sits in my chest
Images burn my mind and I have no words
to question why?
Why the world is ending,
why do we cry?
My soul touches the dark corners of my imagination
and still I live in this nightmare, this unlikely world Where masks and stages
and life
and love
Are all unreal, all illusions to my mind
Is there more to life than death?
More to death than hate?
Do I have to dream to escape this blood soaked land
that breathes before my eyes?
(The red sun freezes in the sky
Death rises from the ashes
Like a black mountain, laughing, laughing)
I try to run, but my hearts getting heavier
I'm so lost, so confused
Everywhere I turn the Devil smiles at me
The mist grows heavier, silence falls upon me
Has the devil won?
Will we all suffer from this fate?
Just a lost soul in the battle of life
O God, am I the only soul which carries this burdon? Everywhere I turn man is killing man
Waging a war against themselves.
So rooted in this world they forget where they come from The Sky
I waited:
Mecca stood in top of the building
A black shroud covering some of it's subliminal force It was twilight, the sky started to slip away on the horizon People talked and laughed in whispers Their faces blurred in the shadows
The faint mumble of music seemed to be suffocated through the thick air
All I can think of is Who will stand on a rock
and speak freedom songs?
A strong shadow spewing springs of a halluciagant mist that causes people to think for a second
Escaping the void of everyday life
Who will be the next messiah?
and I waited.
How will we step out into the dark?
How will we handle the night?
How will we face death hidden between the shadows?
Will we suffer and retreat indoors?
Or will we suffer and move on
making new discoveries under the moons light
the Sun has vanished
the Sea disappeared
the Tree is dead
the Night has appeared
A cold knife has peirced my heart
I shall never hope any more
My optimism has vanished like a ray of sun
Over the desolation of this world
Now I must move on and create life in the dark
Be a flicker in the void
I must resurrect myself.
(7-26)I would like to proclaim my appreciation for Laura P! I love you soo much Laura and miss you very much as well!
God gave me a crystal ball
a peice of the sky
When I look into it
My dreams are given wings ready to fly.
The world is a jazz
midnight piano solo
Some Thelonious Monk
cyclone abstraction
that causes people to
to see God
Droping their crystal glasses
of chianti
or long island ice teas
The world is a
Diamond Blue
ray of sun
trumpet jam
Some Miles Davis
funktopia love prose
of Bmin and F-sharps
Making women scream
and men loosen their ties
Dancing the winds dance
Some worldly trance.
(7-5)"That life of a man is only a dream has seemed to be so many before now, and I too always carry this feeling about with me. When I behold the narrow bounds which confine man's powers of actions and investigation; when I see how all this efficiency aims at the satisfaction of needs which in their turn have no purpose save to prolong our unhappy existence, and then see that all our reassurance regarding certain matters of inquiry is merely a resigned kind of dreaming, whereby we paint the walls within which we are confined with gay figures and bright prospects- All this, Wilhelm, forces me into silence. I return to myself, and find a world! But again a world of groping and vague desires rather than one clear delineation and active force. And then everything grows hazy and my senses, and in sort of dream I keep on smiling at the world." ~Goethe "The Suffering of Young Werther"
"I believe re-incarnation is just a poetic expression of what collective memory really is." ~Waking Life
"What is human destiny other than to endure his measure of suffering, drink his cup to the dregs?- And if the God from heaven found the cup too bitter for his human lips, why should I exalt myself and act as if it tasted sweet to me? And why should I be ashamed, in the terrible moment when my whole existence is trembling between being and not-being, when the past shines like a flash of lightning over the dark abyss of the future, and everything about me is sinking, and the world going to destruction with me." ~Goethe
The bird in your dreams represents freedon of thought and movement. The bear in your dreams represents playfullness and a strong personality. Animals represent your personality
