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RyanMJenkins Nov 2012
Life is a series of collected moments.
Stop for a second and sit there n hold it.
You can control it in your quest for infinity.
Leave the material plane with every shred of dignity.
Take a look around your vicinity, at any time you can leave.
You have the power to create your destiny, it's easy if you believe

But can you?
Can you follow through with everything that you want to?
Of course not, but everything in life happens with intent to mold you.
Give you a kick in the right direction and eventually unfold you.
Go to bed knowing that throughout you controlled you.
The time flew, but when it came you knew just what to do.
Even through the dark, something in you grew and shined through illuminating what's true.
Remember, You define You.
RyanMJenkins Oct 2012
In love with mother Earth, fighting against the man.
She can only sit and watch as he sells off all of her land.
So now I take a stand, no more boundaries in high demand.
You must do away with the brands in order to let beauty expand,
or else we'll all be ******.. done.
We all are capable of being the ones with the gun, but it's not in my nature.
She tries to teach so much while man tries to **** her, dissect and state her.
He has the upper hand right now, stop pushing off til later.
Our security blanket is being ripped apart by our own actions.
Everything you're told is controlled by behind-the-scene factions.
Energize yourselves, a revolutionary chain-reaction.
Eventually we grow leaves after sprouting from the seed and we'll see your true colors,
whether or not you wear 'em like a fashion.
2 sides are clashin', steady bashing the other because walls are too big for ideas to start mashin'.
Hashin' up some trouble, living life in a bubble that we can't see with the Hubble.
Turn your egos into rubble, and fight for all who call Earth home.
Results may very, outcome unknown.
If the actions are there, the positivity spreads.
All I've ever wanted to do was spin some thoughts into your heads.
We'll be guided by the wind, and float like a feather.
As long as we stand together we can weather any weather

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RyanMJenkins Sep 2012
I tried to nap but failed to relinquish myself from distraction.
Typical reaction to the situations I see.
I won't complain though because it's all meant to be.

Now I'm going to get up,
Watch the game while practicing more with the six string.
When you immerse yourself in something,
There's no telling what the life flow will bring.
Maybe I'll sing, personal words based on the law of attraction.
It doesn't take planning, just immediate action.
Lust must make our synapses rust,
Because with love we rise above.

Trust your intuition,
it won't steer you, just give you a shove.
We need that energy that we can't see, to help us believe that we Are free.
Only bound, because we're all connected.
The love you give, shall be love reflected.

To this day,
we part ways,
and what is won't stay the same,
but our souls,
embraced we will remain,
so for now I'll leave you with "Namaste"
RyanMJenkins Sep 2012
We are free like a tree in the valley with nothing to see but pesticide dreams.

If you were free, what you speak wouldn't end with prosecution.
If you were free, you wouldn't be dumbing down your senses with alcohol pollution
When nature provides more than enough to lift you as a clear solution.
If you were free, the green pieces of paper would be "My notes",
and not "Federal Reserve Notes" that we owe interest back to.
If you were free, then the walls of the matrix we could crack through.
If you were free, you would be able to choose who could lead your country,
Instead of falsely participating in which dictator puppet reigns supreme in the best interests of the Rich and powerful gaining land resources and money.
If you were free, you wouldn't be on your knees bobbleheading at all the media tells you.
If you were free, you would not accept any leader who actively kills the innocent, and does not say Why, or even show proof.
If you were free, you would stand up, for what's morally right.
If you were free you would look at those in your peripheral
and join them rather than work against in spite.
If you were free, we could actually pride ourselves for being a country all about freedom.
If you were free, you would say NO to RFID chips, already being used on middle and high school kids in Texas, numb, to what is free.
I can't free you, you must free yourself and wake up to the mirage and bombardment of lies Raining down our existence.
If you were free, you would be a threat, everything they don't want.
It's everything we need, with persistence.
Let go of the fear of fear.
When that time comes, just as a flower becomes unfurled,
There will be a triumph for all that's good in the world.
Open your mind, *stop the chatter
, and wake up. *Free Yourself
RyanMJenkins Aug 2012
I just wrote a poem about realizing one's own potential.
I deleted it, because to me it wasn't anything special.
I reach very few, and keep less around me.
I praise those who've persisted because they constantly astound me.
Everyday matters, but two really stand out.
It's the day you're born, and the day you realize what your purpose is about.
Once you give up who you are, for what you can become,
that's when you grab life by the horns; let go and RUN.
RyanMJenkins Aug 2012
Poured a cup of fruit juice to see it was only 5%
Artificially coating life, never tasting the truth of what it meant.
My motivation space in my brain is vacant, and open for rent.
Sorry if you have to share it with a guy on the inside that's seemingly hell-bent.


Parents shed your clarity and wisdom, as oppose to letting your anger fill them.
Screams in dreams rip me out of my fantasy right at the seams, and maybe,
Maybe I'll never know what it means.
Some could view me right now as apathetic,
but those are the same that see my words as babble, because they just don't get it.
I think I've stopped caring about the criticism,
Because I stay within the confines of my individualism.
Your judgements put walls around me, restrictions I don't need.
I realize we're different, down to the music on which we feed.
No one wants to see how we're similar,
Always casting categories to the unfamiliar.
***** the false idea that you live up to
The only way out is being Through, with all the *******,
No more wrongdoings to persist.
I could speak forever, and for those who've listened, I hope you get the jist.
I'm ****** to remain in a state with people of a similar fate because we let it.
You must have it made if you're one who doesn't get it.
RyanMJenkins Aug 2012
I don't know how to heal, but I sure know what it's like to feel.
Been reeling for such a long time with nothing on the end of the hook.
Everything is wonderful in a fantasy world, narrated eloquently like a book.
But who took me away from completion? What's the reason?
It's no one's fault, I think far more than I have to.
Sometimes I feel confined within walls, and in my own head I get trapped too.
I am a hyper-sensitive being, and I'll admit that I often don't trust what my eyes are seeing.
I usually know what's pure, but sometimes it just helps to make sure.
I flee from the moment, free to hold it - an idea I water that grows into something beautiful.
I don't need to try to show you, but I feel dutiful.
If only it could reflect reality, instead of opposing ideas that seemingly try to battle me.
If anything I've hurt myself more than any one person can.
I still wonder what it is, that is, my "plan".
I cause actions that I retort with emotionally-driven reactions,
and the fact is I hurt on the inside mentally and physically on the daily.
I try to keep the demons out, but sometimes I feel they have a thing for me and don't want me to have a sense of liberation, to be free.
I feel for all you people and it ***** knowing we can't get along.
I wish things didn't always feel wrong. I try to go right but seem to veer left.
I am not ignorant to my actions and how they could inevitably create an untimely death.
We are all uncertain, and it's a part of life.
There are no worlds that exist without strife, but they are handled in a unique manner.
I want all of life, not just a platter sampler.
My heart keeps a beat, unsteady, and not always am I exactly ready for what's to come,
but I go with the flow and continuously row because tomorrow never knows.
My love goes out to you, unquestionably. This isn't just to one, but all of humanity, and more.
With that said, let's go. We have a universe of possibility to explore.
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