At night I dreamt and I spoke the most beautiful poetry.
I even said to myself in my lucid dream; at the moment I realized what I was saying I need to remember; it was so rare and beautiful, profound even.
It's the same as the thoughts that are in my head when I am awake and conscious. Conscious like not in a dream world I could never fully explain or say or convey what is truly in my mind
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 1:40 AM UTC
Sometimes I can.
Sometimes I can't.
Sometimes I will myself not to.
Sometimes I can accomplish mighty things.
Conquer the conquest.
Alleviate the alleged adversity and
Lay to waste the synthetic, apparent, circumstantial cluster of torrential downpour.
When it rains it pours. And when I sleep the demons soar.
But my mind is more powerful, much more resilient.
My heart is infinitely harder than any that are forceful before it.
I can, have, and will overcome any and all.
I exist, and not anything else can change my solstice.
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC
I've been drinking
It's outlandish how I have to
manage on this
mismanaged planet
and plan my life in this
**** land of sin I'm in
Like choking on cinnamon
More like spoons full of sugar got
Mary going down and popping medicine
So sick it makes you want to
hold shut your nose hole with a clothes pin
Air out your ***** laundry
Let the funk blow in the wind
then throw all your dreams away in a clothes bin.
Look at me
I'm sitting here faintly inebriated with this picture I've painted
Judging other people's vices..
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Mouth full of iron.
The tension; grinding.
Impeccable loneliness..
No. The **** lack of communication.
Just say something. Let me know.
I am very understanding.
Do not underestimate my politeness.
Do not undermine my humanity.
We are all here for a short time..
Let's spend at least some of it together.
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
I'll let the waves sing to me
until they cease to sound.
An Ocean of experience
I could only learn from, yet
I am subsided.
A stranger on the same Earth.
Land and Sea;
seemingly different plantes, no,
but different dimensions in themselves.
The same biology. Separate existences.
Oceans;
they make up more of our (human) home
than our own (human) ground.
Lest we forget our brother and sister beings
we share this land with.
Are they just as ostracized
from the "stranger", Ocean?
Or
are we (humans) alone in that?
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 5:58 PM UTC
You are wonderful.
You are beautiful.
You are wise.
You are kind.
You share.
You dream.
You will never be regular;
because your existence is spectacular.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 9:43 PM UTC
Considered an other, and left them
alone.
Understood
the struggle away from my own home.
Unexpected vanishing trick
they played.
Stay strong and carry on for a number of days.
Celebratory occasions
came and gone.
Still no sign of that soul
I was hanging on.
I had a gift for her. Thoughtful and true.
But left alone was I by the one
I did not pursue.
I did this thinking
it would be the best for her and I.
Maybe it was.
Still I wonder
Is she here? Or in the sky..
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 2:34 AM UTC
Feel the loud.
Flaring up with violence.
But it don't mean nothing unless you feel the silence.
Tracing the lines made with chalk. Life is useless unless you feel the living spark.
Crafting elongated signals across the chart to ignite significance across the board.
Live loving is the struggle to have your mind boggle until it regroups and makes sense of the struggle.
Sounds and music.
Vibrations that are congruent with the feeling that's felt.
A pencil melts into the page of the chapter kept sacred by a sage.
The meaning is real as long as you can feel.
When it ends up meaningless then you know you have failed.
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 4:33 AM UTC
It's happening. I'm back
again rapping
in my back room.
Relaxing while I'm slapping on some vinyl
records mastering the craft
of mashing styles
again.
Miles of ink and piles of pens.
Keeping our song alive 'til the end of time.
Turn it back
and begin again
because the cycle of our souls essence is infinite...
Clouds are moving by so fast
reminds me of an acid trip.
Futuristic visons reflecting that of past experience.
Back to the holy sacrament of living passionate.
I think we all should stand on this land
we're given hand in hand.
Hands together.
It's today.
We gotta love melodically.
From all sides turn
to God.
Then you're not stuck
in the same same old spot.
Over your head and your mind
under a rock.
So what do we do?
We say we have to sit on the bank.
But in reality we need to collaborate
and meditate.
Hands Together.
Falling on a cloud while I'm clapping and singing
that it's common law to love.
I'm feeling this all the while
I'm coming out of the outer realm
of happiness, of consciousness.
I'm glad this is a life that I can live to gain
A Consciousness.
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 1:35 PM UTC
Ready treading.
Banking Heaven.
Higher heading onto Seven.
Connections are blending.
Rapture sure to capture all
turns to mending.
Free for all
beach sand meshing.
Flesh is blessing
Love Living.
Respect creatures.
Beings less than or equal.
Keep on giving people
brother sister
love her miss her sweet
swisher on my lips.
Ears open.
HEARD
Meditation
key to worlds of blankness,
tranquility.
Are you feeling?
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 1:22 PM UTC