Focusing straight ahead, unfocused, as
sound waves pleasure my ears.
Unconsciously conscious as
wind slaps my face with life.
Freely taking mandatory curves as
heat permeates my being.
Arriving oriented, confused as
the clouds uncloud my vision.
A journey's end, a beginning as
I ponder "how did I get here?"
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
F.ormidable
I.ncubator
A.dvancing
T.yranny
Long Crypto - Short Banks!
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
Look
Feel
Sequence
Ratios
Forming the spiral
Beauty found well within nature
Conscious and unconscious patterns forming everywhere
Support and resistance levels formed around fear and greed of people in markets
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 4:02 PM UTC
Invisible chains clang in silence.
No way to unlock the grip.
Allowed to breathe,
but not aloud.
The tourniquet of legalized *******
Freedom.
Inhale a plant to ease the pain.
Consequences of breaking rules.
The twists of the oppressor,
constricts choice.
The tourniquet of legalized *******
Freedom.
Working automaton.
Wages suppressed.
Military might all around,
to keep the greenbacks flowing.
The tourniquet of legalized *******
Freedom.
Screaming in quietude,
Not freedom... Prison.
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 3:47 PM UTC
Time is bogus,
four-dimensions where nothing happens.
Time is tense-less,
future and past identical to the present.
Time is an illusion,
feelings within a fabric of existence.
All that has ever been
and ever will be is happening right now!
Happy New "Year"?
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 6:35 PM UTC
Notes gently pervade my membrane;
A deluge of emotion envelopes me.
Knocked off kilter in the present
I regain my bearings in the past.
Innocent memories flood my being,
Oh how I want to stay.
The familiar song fades away;
I'm whisked back to reality.
Curse these old recollections.
Nostalgia hurts sometimes.
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 2:56 PM UTC
why
do time
I over o
continue rise r
to steadily
buy will w
as everything i
the that l
market programmed l
steadily am
falls? I i
because t
?
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC
I once took a trip to Colorado,
consuming edibles by a grotto.
Trees began to squiggle,
as I started to giggle.
Now I'm an aficionado.
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 6:54 PM UTC
Walking the saddle
Wind blowing both directions
Do not want to fall
Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 3:30 PM UTC
Engaging oneself
Mental ************
Useless, yet intoxicating
No pleasure, but one’s own
The syringe of lies
Dripping slowly
Cerebral synapses
Mass-debating collective
Resources wasted
Wandering a wilderness of chaos
Loneliness
Pain
Piercing needle of utterances
Dripping
Doctrine enabled
Minds not our own
Fear
Control
Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC