Journal
A row of lifeless shrubs, a time of lifeless plants, era of endless political rants, my rights, his rights, her rights, no one knows our rights, for the ignorance is far to greater than ever, so one more time, numb and fearless I walk through the row of thorns, piercing my skin, I take all the pain away from the one who couldn't feel, bouncing back, standing, pushing forward once more.
Come to me, splash around these rocks, drench my socks, a moment in time, escaping all clocks, a look out into, open waters of freedom, no thought, no worries, just an ocean of blue tides, washing up along the cove, I come to this view with Love.
If I was to hold your hand, I'd skip a beat, if I was to talk to you all night, you'd make everything alright, it's in this lifetime, that is like to be close to you, walking miles by your side, holding your hand till the sun goes down, I could see a day when you approach me, long, dragging, white gown, your music plays a perfect rhythm, rocks my soul. I could see clear when your around, holding my hand.
Fluttering, onto beds of flower, resting on the nectar, taking in the aroma, floating in the wind, springing from flower to flower. The Winged Butterfly, scurries off, to find another place to rest tired wings, wondering over to the near by park, a band clashing, tuning instruments, the Butterfly, carries a whisper in the wind, floating with an extra push from a sonic boom of sound, back to his habitat, the trees, mossy fields and forested home of Wildlife. Butterfly, can you find the nectar to heal these broken wings, a cocoon a waiting the birth, of another chance to fly, can these be the wings, to secure the nectar, the nutrients to power, beaten down wings. I aim to soar, carless and free in the summer wind. Butterfly, take this flower, let it give you all that you require to fly once more, fly on, fly off, take care, beautiful Butterfly.
Sitting, waiting, saturating around sickness, a place of care, impatient patients, awaiting a diagnosis, the halls of this institute flood, with endless hypothesis, for people who are searching for Conclusion. These walls are an illusion to what it really provides. Temporary care, after you leave, with some wounds fixed, more occur, stress not, as they anticipate your next visit. Make sure you bring valid identification. Do you have coverage? How could you receive the medicine, that will temporarily heal your aches and wounds. If not, plan a small ceremony, as you’ll become another statistic to the failing, funded institution of corruption. Raking in a large some of capital, they seek your blood, your vitals, they want all your information, so they know who to contact when all hope fails. This, is a hypothetical institution of misdiagnosis. Bring, insurance, make sure to get your life covered or you’ll fall to there, chart of lifeless visitors. The many among deceased, due to failed diagnosis. What’s your coverage? Will you stick around long enough, pay more into, a facility that houses the sick, getting worse as the hour passes. Wait for the results.
Channeling through the depths of blue, diving to coral depths, species bellow our beaches, dive under see what new lows can be reached. Waters that consume a larger part of our world, into the vortex, keep it swirling, the currents drawing me under, I’ve slipped into a blunder, I flee to the wake sound of thunder, I come to the open air, drying off in the sun kissed open sands of reclusive beaches. Trying to reach the bottom, rising to the top, I then aim for the stars, as the moon as my guide, I’ll be sailing through milky ways, the open waters of space, floating endless in time, gathering my helmet and suite, I slowly approaching the moon. These wings have gifted me flight, to the place my thoughts have been implanted. Submersing my soul, to the one and only soul, I have, to let grow, to let go, time to take it slow, watch for it will soon all unfold.
Tonight, my love the stars come out, gathering in concert, like a thousand lighters, build one flame, let out like shine on like the stars above, let not our eternal flame be put out, for the love of the moon is too strong tonight, I’ll be with you again, for a new moon rises for you, my love.
Gripping, taking hold once again and reclaiming sanity. A, life clean no profanity, not taken for certainly, living with utter gratitude. Showman, of equal and fair opportunity, seek of better reality. Risking, it all to take flight, wonder, set free to the world of endless possibilities. Roaming, sands, different brands, roadside stands, off into different soils, a quick witted, thorough, one none could foil. Never, letting outside chatter ruin rays of sunshine in clouds of gray. Break through, penetrating dialogue, in sequences of historical timelines, times we feel off, got back up and started over again. I'll be here on shores riding out this life, into sunburst sunsets, I shelter my mind at free waves, splashing along western coves, I've been burnt far too many times by your stove, I'll find the garden, where I grow, leave before it dampens, gets cold, a place to happily grow old. Fly into the mystic, I new I wouldn't have missed it, some couldn't resist it, I remain persistent at what matters most, I leave behind a story of a once lived Holy Ghost. Get lost into transmitting milky ways, galaxies a far.
I've hit the ground, hitting the cold, wet pavement, laying in saturated grime, falling through the sands, I catch myself slipping farther away, from my thoughts, I've lost control along the way, can you stop this bleeding, leaking, aching pain, that resides in my brain, one day I'll make my way back to the sweet fields of green and yellow, a time when it was all mellow, planted my feet into the mud, here to stay, come a long way, found out who will be there in sorrow, someone to hold me up, when I can't stand on my own two feet, I flee from this, will you vanquish the pain, erase it all, make me sane again. It's time to reclaim what I once lost down a hollow road, filled with darken grey skies, a wasteland that I could no longer stand in.
It's going to take sometime, to ease my mind, closer to the light I shut my eyes, into sleep I dream of your soft presence, in your pup I see resemblance. Gather, to feel your warm wet sniff, your memories never drift, your quickness, was swiftest to the table, the healing, left so many scars, me and your are not far apart. If only we had more time. I'd know you'd see a better finished product of humanity. I'll forever take your impact, with me everywhere. Keep smiling, ole friend, I'll see you again at the end. Your always lost just around the bend. Never like to be tamed or leashed. You’re a free spirit. Wondering blue skies. I'll come one day. Can't wait to hear your bark, for I'll not be far behind. The End. A story of a Golden Angel. Who filled a family, with Love. Some where blind and could not see. For Love and attention she howled for. Forever jumping around, being silly, just for fun and good laughs, rollover once more for your favorite belly rub, sneeze and come back for more, you precious angle, my Lanie. We All Love You. I'll be with sometime again, till then take care old friend.
Majestic, mystic, tranquil, sequence of colors, movement of the wild tiger, shifting paradigm, reflection of the shattered glass, slipping away, watching the time pass, living too fast, reflections of the past, holds my soul at half mass, grab the half full glass, walk into the past, stumble onto the grass, hit the road, in headed toward the ocean view, hit up the crew, see who's down to come through, grab a bite, catch a few laughs, parked and recreating, climbing up the wild forest, searching for Paradox.
I flee from these thoughts, free from the shallow faces, I've gone and wondered to the place I feel I compliment. I never had this intent, it was written, with fate. I've achieved this happiness trait, bring a joyous return to my soul and erase this deepened dark hole. I've let go of the dark clouds that’ve consumed my thoughts for too long, not sure when it wen’t wrong, yet here I am making another day of what I've been gifted. In this life I've been weak, strong, and not sure if I'd ever belong. I've waited out the vicious tides, it's sunk me under into riptides, drifted out into sunsets, memories that entrenched deep enough I could never reach. Your voice senseless in absent preach, to my pain I'll never take a hand to reach. I cleanse away all that wen’t sour, this life has given the power to show the others that, the next wave of empowerment will arrive, you'll survive. Stay long enough to find out. Don't go back to your hideout. Get out there and combat it, with a furry of being lifted to where you always belonged, right here back on the ground that's been later down for you to walk upon, make your mark. Leave an impact. I've learned this through fact.
Ejected from the skies from above, your love spread across the land, the pain I saw, your eyes I couldn't stand. Unleashed the infrastructure to my heart, hardwired the engine to my soul. Your life, lives on, another heartbeat closer to you. Your forever with my soul, bonded to this universe we've become. From a farmers field to my suburbs. Running through my childhood, a friend to talk to who never replied, with words. Seen it all from the start. I know you've must be going on now. I will forever hold you leashed to my heart. Find your Peace in the Sky above, save me a seat, I'll join you again, I'll see you again in the light, at the gates, dancing on clouds, sleeping so sound, your were no hound, I couldn't imagine a better friend. Keep shinning on. For your flame in my heart will never be put out. Till the next time we share a sunny together, I'll be at the gate looking, for you my dear ol’ friend. Rest Easy, into mystic clouds above.
Screeches from the Eagle, searches the skies for prey, vicious vision of a malnourished Vulture, the bite of a beagle, a swoop around the open waters, wonderful white Seagull, the air brushing through spread feathers, in the time of Thunder and rain, a retreat to the sheltered, etched, in stones of grey, a place to hideaway, into the nest, a moment to rest tired wings, soaring skies, pecking beak, chirping through the days of the week, is it flight that you seek, keep open wings of grace, find your place in the sky, drifting sunsets, close your eyes, reset, awake, let out one more time a screech for the ones above.
Running, through the thorns, piercing the layers digging deep into the inside. Branches snapping, boot laced up high, muddy impressions track a trail, less traveled, until now I've seen how it's all unraveled. Shifting, weaving through the trees, swing, swing, to the branches, sifting through realms of time, look for the peak to climb, I've run for miles, I can only see the road to the top, from here on out. Deers, come out to watch the mystic of human life, tracking through their habitat, muddy boots catch the minerals from the earth below, and time seems to move so slowly, in full stride. I've dug deep enough, from the inside, wonder as far out as the eye can see. Glancing, out to the world I've been shown, see all the life that has grown. Retreat, back to the asylum of thought. Sleepless, and rest I fought. This, trail has been a climb, let these nails not be driven, and all that I've wronged be forgiven. I've laid my mark in the muddy soil, release when I feel it start to boil, peaking at the top, on more visit to the crop, I've come to terms this will not be the last stop.
Exhume the Tombs, of Ancient Ancestors, that once walked sands of Cairo, let us not lend, nor borrow, be well off, and able to afford tomorrow, gain from this sorrow, split the sea, emerging from dark clouded skies, in the light we break on through, come to, no more shadows, painted white, a clean slate, pass the next Seder plate, educate the misunderstood, write the note, send it From, Love Jerusalem. Kiss the Wall, to the other side. Take this trip for a ride. Open your mind, see what's inside.
Patience grows thin, I refuse to become another thrown away into the bin, not lead a love of sin, rather fly , to heavens skies, I take flight, for the second ride, a climb into high tide, let's take this wave to shore, live like there's no more, looking for a place to lay low and score, another door opens, walk the trip rope, fill the head of dope, veins run deep with spoiled blood, walking into a endless flood, toyour garbage I dispose, I know where I stand, what I chose, the drifting winds shiver a cold brew, night lays on the boiled waters, deep breath inside your flushing oceans of sorrow, I see tomorrow, it's chances stacked fifty two wide, life on the strip, flashes into another dimension, I ok West for a mindful resurrection, I know now, my direction.
Misty Morning, stutters through, with whipping winds, brushing through this tired town, not a chance I'll repeal these feelings, in a sense I feel there's hope, in believing. In, the rain a weight of pain is washed away, there after comes the time of relieving. Foggy, structures erupt, with neon light, bringing righteous dollars to a the servants, under fed, and through the thick fog, we've sung the same old blue song, ponder on where we've veered off course, took paths that went wrong, only these experiences, will reveal how strong today's fog has guided us to see. The rain brings me to a place I'd like to be, looking out to the world so scandalous, and free, naked forests, reveal life grown from nurtured soils. Creatures, crawl into the earth for shelter, absorbing, consuming, taking in the nutrients that this earth has given me today, I see it clear through the rain, that I can dilute the pain, keep up, and remain Sane. Let, the rain pour on ourhead, in further search for answers that still remain, we have all to gain from today, time has passed through overcast clouds, I've heard it from the supersonic sounds, watched an unleashed thunder touch ground, observed from distant needles, racing to space, in the mist I contemplate fate, in a greater resolution, I see my fate. Milky ways, paved a million dimensions away, withhold a greater answer to the unknown, look how the plants have grown. It's no longer time to be alone. Take my hand, there's so much land to roam. It's beaming from the intergalactic glow, it's time we keep up, and learn from the rain, to forgive the pain. In the mist plays a deep blue, sung not words of glory, ones that paint a darker story.
Drip, drip, the echo off the drain pipe, through the mist I see a dark shadow, drip drip, the rain, begins a rolling thunder, raging through its skies, drip drip, I've lost sight at times, these wondering eyes, drip drip, it comes pouring down now, dance a somber dances a sound of rain blanket the soil around me, I see that dark shadow now, the fog begins to clear, drip drip.
Revision, of the inception to my mind. Look, out of the lighthouse, ocean crashes into stone washed barriers, separating me from sea, I could glance back at what used to be. I know that one day I'll see. What was entrenching me to your muddy waters, dancing, casting off into the blue, I seek for what it is true, my words will no longer be misconstrued, to your toxic spill, I will no longer stick around to clean up, I've got now to keep up, remain sane in the brain. I've come to this chapter once before, now. I know I'm different than last passage, I've seen the beaten crumple at the masses, lingering pain, that's the game, from what you've shown through the light, I've now seen there's no thing to gain. I think next time around I'll choose a different game.
