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Apr 2019 · 1.5k
Wreckless Abandon
Brian Apr 2019
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?"
Ever just drive and lose yourself?
Feb 2019 · 799
For Crypto Fans
Brian Feb 2019
F.ormidable
I.ncubator
A.dvancing
T.yranny

Long Crypto - Short Banks!
it is a niche out there, but a few people might like it :)
Feb 2019 · 752
Easy as 1,1,2,3
Brian Feb 2019
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
for my trading friends....
Jan 2019 · 558
Control By Force
Brian Jan 2019
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.
kind of dark and depressing, but glad life (love) is not that way!
Dec 2018 · 810
Tesseracts
Brian Dec 2018
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 2018 · 558
Longing
Brian Dec 2018
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.
Have you ever felt this too?
Dec 2018 · 552
Deception
Brian Dec 2018
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 2018 · 340
Adventurous
Brian Dec 2018
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 2018 · 357
Sedate
Brian Dec 2018
Walking the saddle
Wind blowing both directions
Do not want to fall
Dec 2018 · 1.3k
Recidivism
Brian Dec 2018
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

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