I’m not gonna
Wait for you
I know you been seeing someone new
  I’ll pack my traveling bag
Go for a ride
I’m not gonna let it get me this time

Just let you fade away
All the words you say
Turn the music up go for a ride
I’m not gonna let it get me this time

I don’t wanna be
Somebody’s fool
I’m not gonna beat up your new tool
I’m not gonna get drunk in spite of myself
I’m going to simply move on
To someone else.

I can’t seem to show them
The things they can’t seem to see
My Fathering reputation at stake
Few were the tricks up my sleeves

Listen now my children
Take heed the words of love
Put on your thinking caps
Take off your boxing gloves

Open sesame oh heart I plead!
A solution has to be...
Teach them how to break them down
Their walls of misery

Oh Father how have you forsaken me?

The largest mass ****** machine that ever existed!
We make a profit off of death!

This poem begins with
an interesting headline
designed to grab
your dire attention

The body builds
on more outlandishness
rhythms and rhymes
paradoxical calculations
oxymoronic wisdoms

Now the  ending
of hope paired
with the introduction
of enlightenment

Coda
exposed feelings
the end
...

Throbbing heart
Brilliance of light
I wish I were
I wish you might

Express
Confess
Who we are
Quantum particles
Shakespeare
Stars

Expose
Compose our
Deepest opus
Left field, right field
Don’t lose focus

Feed us on manna
Essentially fortified
Pictorial patterns
Biblically certified
Dissect the meek
Transcribe the Greek
Let’s have a peek
Of the bottomless deep!

Make it worth the time to read
Pieces and parts arranged aesthetically
Chaotic order cleverly held
In each and every proto conscious cell

Let it illuminate shadows
Pollute the ocean of the pure
Dear poets
The world needs a cure

Not pretending that your feelings
are not what they are.
Do you love?
Do you love strangers?
Do you love invisible spirits?
What lie shall we believe
As great as the evil in your heart
you could never love me.

And if you choose not to decide
you still have made a choice!

Hey Siri’s
write a poem for me
..........
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Never mind Alexa

If...
The engine of the universe
Is
Mathematical in nature

Then...
The circuits of consciousness
Are
Fundamentally incomplete

There is no scientific definition of consciousness

Reality is bleak
In the eyes of a scientist
Drowning
In the laws of physics.

Catching up
I take a crash course
The end is near
And I’m just now
Shifting geer

What is real
That can’t be seen
Ever changing
My infinite needs

It seems we can only know what it is to approach death
and not the nature of the beast itself
that awaits our IMPENDING arrival!

In my waking
The chaos sinks
I waist no time
To stop and think

The moment is now
I ponder my world
My deadlines
My children
My special girl

Pet my dogs
Sip my coffee
Hit a bowl
Write a poem

Work out
Play guitar
Walk in nature
Off I go
To bed alone

Can any part of life
be larger than life?
Those who think they know it all
lingers in the basement
of all knowing!

It’s me
But it’s not me
The witness behind
It’s always watching
I pretend to hide

This is my life
So why would it care
What ever I think
It is aware

And when I give in
Nirvana take over
The laws of nature
Intoxicatingly sober!

All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again

I can’t take hate personally
For those who hate
Evolution came late
A mere push or shove
Cannot discourage true love

Behind walls
Difference is contained
Where privilege and pleasure
Allows for no pain

I dream in the clouds
I exist in the rain
Our spirits
Are exactly the same!

From the book of
“ I say so ‘s”
(Not Isaiah)

Nothing can really be described
yet a poet paints a picture
in your mind

No one can be converted
until their truth
has been perverted

Lies needs to be believed
the truth doesn’t
we’ve all believed
a lie that wasn’t

There’s no future
there’s no pass
there’s only the present
Life is a state of either
Pain, pleasure or pleasant

Do not stop desiring to desire
The meaning of your life
Lies within your passions!

My ego tried to impress me
But the fact is, I’m losing ground
When I wrestled with my Demons
God is nowhere to be found

My RNA is failing
In a  blemished tarnished blur
My eyes are getting tired and
I’m searching for my words

My dreams are but exhausted
I’ve lived and lied and loved
I took the devil by his horns
I never did give up!

What sound did I make
What word did I leave out
If I’ve said my all
Where is my curtain call

Now
My dressing room is bear
The end was somewhere in there.

A haiku is but
Infinity in action
An instant of life

Well
it seems
the longer
the lyrics
the less the marks🎯

Hell🔥
Such was
my grandest
of all Opus🥇
never even
made the charts

****
this blasted
narcissism
I’m strung out
on cultural plagiarism

A little here a little there
all unknowing of course it tis
but we all need our fixes
so we all choose our sources
🗝
John locks
maybe
Shakespeare
🌏
Deep Earth in nature
Beyond the hemisphere
🧠
We feel it
we breathe it
we exhale

our gift🎁
is a
Beautiful
Spell
🍄

It’s soft red rubber friction
Wearing away my existence
The editor of this play
Writing my character out

Out of their minds
A ghost of a memory
My character
Deleted from the screen

Unlike most
I cannot dissolve into this dream
And so shines the god in me!

In the views of hindsight
Suffering extends
Should have just let it go
The victim within

Love and wonder
Beyond hope
You gave your all
It’s how we cope

They wither on
And leave you
The ones that once
Held you tight
You are but
The black sheep
In a hierarchical
Flight!

I give my love
To get it back
Oh what ethics
My morals lack

In a war against apathy
Empathy is rampart

The walls of paradise
Blackout the sun

Without the shadow
There cannot be the substance

What madness this all is!
This ridiculous order of chaos

If it feels good do it again
In repetitive continuum

Take the mind for a ride
We are mechanically sound
The great and powerful
imagination
is hardly earthbound

In the freedom of subjectivity
emptiness
and
nothingness
can hardly exist

Traveling the synapses
Is a very blissful trip!

In the landscape of spring
There is nothing superior or nothing inferior
The flowering branches grow naturally some shorts some long
........
Traveler

We.seed our fields
With poppies of pleasure
The light of our poetic souls
Includes and transcends
All nature

The first ripe fruit
On the tree of godhead
The harvesters of passion
Rooted in imagination

Never will we cease to expand!

The more matter the merrier
My extroversion for love
Can hardly be satisfied
People, animals
Mountain, canyons
Forest and sea
Blue skies
Down to mysterious galaxies
Love is the material
That existence is made of!

I don't ever want to die
But if I had to choose
   Which way to go.....

Perhaps a hungry coyote
Would share me with it's pack
Tear my flesh limb from limb
And chew my bones to plaque  

Perhaps a poison lizard
Green with a yellow streak
Come crawling up from a stool
And bite me on the meat

Perhaps a giant boulder
At a famous mountain range
Could crash upon my head
And squish out all my brains

Like Bonnie and Clyde
Or a Challenger Astronaut
I want to go
Where the cameras have not
Screaming at the burning stake
Freezing in the artic waist
High falling
Last gasp drawing
Deep sea drowning
Ear ringing gunfire
Bomb blowing
Blast
KABOOM!

At the end my days
‘Cause
It’s better to go out with a bang
Then it is to quietly fade
Away.............

Lighten up
Unfold your dresser
And celebrate
Clothes on the floor
Half open drawers
I dare you to give
Your clothes to the poor

Open your fridge
What’s in the back
That green hairy thing
Growing out of that bag
Let’s leave it there and celebrate
Break out that ice cream and cake

Get some colour outside the lines
Break the patterns that confine
Say something no one else has
With uneven versus
Cut the chorus in half

True creativity awaits outside the rules
Of aestheticism

Moving faster
Than perpetual motion
My awareness  jetlagged  
By cosmic gamma waves
Impure tainted toxic
Environments
A spirrowling array
Of wayward souls
Vibrating really low
Unfortunately

My witness
A sporadic blackhole
Blinking in and out of existence
My spirit a fragmented broken sky
A partial day and a long night


For tonight
I'll drink a beer
And live the lie
That this dream of life
Shall never die

+ t +
              Traveler

The realization of being here has
Put me in my own way

I could never hear my ears before
Now I can’t hear through the ringing

I could never see my eyes before
Now they obstruct my vision

My sinuses have taken up
Allergies

My hair is thinning and gray
Nothing is here to stay

That is once you start
Getting in your own way!



I would carry-on but it almost seems depressing becoming self aware
So I’ll end this here.

As the bird sings
My poetry flows
Every day
I sing and go
So
While on yer busy flight
Buzzin the flowers
For the Queen
Or yer honey delight

Stop and give a listen
‘Cause like the bird
It’s an audience
We’re-all-a-missing

::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..::..;:.­.;;

The interpretation
Is determined
By the viewer

Steady your brush strokes
Choose your colours carefully
Groom the melody
Allow the bridge to connect us

The walls of paradise
Are but a creators prison
Snakes slither within
That which was meant
To keep evil out

The cosmos are but a picture
In our minds limited eye
We see from within
We believe our lies
As our projections
Redefine

✍🏽
You paint a very pretty picture
But can you see through the sky
👁
The darkest night of soul
Has yet to past us by
👣
We’re but dreamers
Slumbering in an array of desires
Starving in a garden paradise
We choke on the manna from heaven
Devour the milk and honey
And drown on the wine of divine


We are merely the human kind
This round is on me this time!
🥃

Religious literals
Run our empire

With beliefs such as
The -ites must
Be purged from
God’s lands
In order to clear the way
For His return
Yes of course

That’s what the book says
Correct?

Stone the gays
Burn the witches
Wedding night ***** check
Unbelievers are already dead
Oh and
Love thy neighbours
Amen!

I’m sure there’s something in there
Worth saving!

The limitless lacks the limited
To exist
The limited fears sudden death
To resist
This extended isolation
Has its consolations

Proto intelligence
In every molecule

Cell walls
Of ethnic solitude

Reptilian brain stems
Conflicting  hemispheres

From the Big Bang
On passed Shakespeare

Evolving
Is a wonderful nightmare
..........

💥
Just because I am highly intelligent
Doesn’t mean I’m always correct
Except for most of the time
🧩
Yet when I am wrong
I’m extremely
Mistaking!
🎲

Five different species of animals
evolved into 🦀 *****
Why Hell’
King crab pinchers can sever a limb!

So perhaps
have a little ✨sympathy
When I tell ya
Lately my girlfriends been acting
A bit crabby again

Invisible snappers
Ripping tearing
&
Devouring!

Items needed
2-Red candles burning low
1-Dead baby in a pickle jar
(A polliwog will suffice)
1-Sage/***** smudge stick
1-very large imagination

Place items on
Sacrificial alter
With other
Lil forget me nots
Some incantations
Abracadabra
A wink and a nod
Can seal the
Sinister bargains
........

Warning
Magic can be harmful to your spiritual growth
Careful not to burn down the house!

Nuclear storm
Clouds of death
When the bell rings
Get under your desk

Pledge allegiance
Recite the prayer
Stand for glory
Cut that hair

Gun safety classes
Learn to submit
Hunting and fishing
Drivers permit

Go to college
Join the force’s
Break you vows
Quick divorces

Rock in roll
Motown soul
Thai stick
Acapulco gold

Good times
Bad times
LSD state of mind
50 years ago
Still I’m doing fine!

Old calendar
Numbers an squares
Years passing
Leaving us here

Appointments made
Birthday’s go by
Love lives on
Somewhere inside

Ghost of way back then
Place’s we once held
I’m still dreaming
Of true love
My soul I could not sell
......................

I wonder where you are these days...

$A song by a Canadian band$

When the dragons grow too mighty
To slay with pen or sword
I grow weary of the battle
And the storm I walk toward

When all around is madness
And there's no safe port in view
I long to turn my path homeward
To stop a while with you

When life becomes as barren
And as cold as winter skies
There's a beacon in the darkness
In a distant pair of eyes

In vain to search for honor
And in vain to search for truth
But these things can still be given
Your love has shown me proof




Poet/lyricist  Neil Elwood Peart

I’m happy to listen
May not wanna know
My shoulder is soft
My countenance glows

Lay down your burden
Rest your weary head
I will hold you in mind
Until the issues dead!

Haiku’s are boring
I don’t like reading haiku’s
Haiku’s really ****!
..........................
This is a haiku
The cow jumped over the moon
Was it good for you?
............................
Nature is beauty
Passionate aesthetic dreams
Haiku’s still **** though!
..........................

I am not a cog in this machine
As it rolls on mightily

I wield creative deformity
Navigating aimlessly

My passion refined
Primitively divine

My anger rips through my fears
With claws of resentment

My love for life
An immortal hunger

And I’m not getting any younger!

Anger is a scary thing
Imagine being angry for year
Never knowing it was caused
from being insecure.

You were
easily enraged
Your daddy was drunk
Your mommy was late
an unfulfilled childhood
was your adolescence fate

Now that part of you
is still raw
And now you’re angry at us all!

But I still love you!
P.S
I wish I could’ve raised you with mine!

Mythical worldview’s
breed ideological
   arrogance

Closed face
eyes quickly
look away
disseminating
into chaotic dreams

Shadow casters
pause and quickly
disappear
unawareness
of the unrest
they cast
onto the Mare


With eyes
of sudden judgement
assumed or otherwise
subconsciously
we are **** to deny
the shadows
of our own
moral decline

......

Pollux...
Traveler Tim

Swirling thoughts  
Come to me
Wickedly spiraling
The rage
Choking my memories
In an
Attempt to express
Who is to blame
For my blemishes

Then I remember
I am perfect the way I am.
Another song
To serenade my ego!

I don’t mean to shut lovers out
But
A forcefield of uncertainty surrounds me
As I expand with the expanding universe

As a force of creative energy
Forged and tempered in spirit fire
Bridged in eternal continuity
A Traveler must travel alone

There’s no place like home......
There’s no place like home.......
There’s no home...

Imagine if you could sense
Where a loved one was
Or even when a loved one was in distress From far, far away!

But then I thought to myself
How would technology
Ever stand a chance to climb
To sore into
Enlightenment!

And so I pulled my product off the shelf
And destroy the patent

It’s good thing Procter & Gamble
Didn’t get their hands on that one.

Dry dusty bones
worn-out resolve
I take comfort in
I’ve already lost
nothing further
can be taken
the rest is
merely
mine
now
I’m
f
i
n
e
.
.
.
.

The deeper the dreamer
The more dramatic
The dream
Go back to sleep
Chaotic scene

Royal gardeners
Fertilizing passions
Snakes of a fruit
Angelic reactions

Intoxicating pleasures
Resolving dissatisfactions
A collective conscience
In poetic fashion

It was good
And dreamt
Into
Dream reality
For us
Slumber on!

Eternity is right now
In this moment
Eternal life belongs to those
who live in the present
Profoundly we forget
Limiting our’s or other’s
Power of equality

Obviously
The power of quality
Isn’t what it ought to be
If you think you’re powerless
Or crazier yet
More powerful than me
Then ask yourself why do you
Believe what you believe
Then start to
Set your spirit free
Catch up with the rest of us!