I faintly recall stepping out of my trance,
walking towards a man with a gun.
But I felt no fear saying “shoot me!”
Behind the gun man
a shadow within a light within a shadow.
I felt as if I could pass straight through.
When the bullet pass through me
I fell to the ground,
into the arms of the Earth Mother.
It was not yet my time.

And there I was hanging
Eternity beneath my feet
One handed white knuckle
One tight grip on reality

And so I wonder where
My strength comes from
And who will catch me
When I lose my grip

I never knew I could fly.

We are at the edge of evolution.
The first wave that embraces all previous stages.
Accept your divine pride.
Where ever you are on the spiritual ladder.

Militance of an old construct
Ethnic-centric pathology‘s
You, yes you
Stand still or die!

Hands where we can see them
Drop it, on your knees
Hands behind ya!!

It appears you have unpaid fines
Sorry we had to shoot you
We thought you were reaching for a weapon.

Cave wall shadows dancing
Thunder from on high
Enlightenment unattainable
That’s just another lie
....

Shadows are the part of us
that refuse to grow.
We need to integrate them back
neatly in stow.
........

Time is but a nagging measurement
Kinetic forces, inertia unleashed
Every birthday now forth
One year closer to entropy

Deformity of my spirituality
Preserve my heart in wine
The calamity of my existence
Chaotically divine

My charity dreary
My energy empathy drains
As I share your agony
To ease your suffering

I seek refuge
Alone in the wilderness
Drawing faces on the moon
Deities behind the clouds
Here wayward creature
Are solemnly set a fowl
.....

Sarcasm settles my stomach
When being force fed propaganda
Doubled down talking points
Sink to the bottom of my guts
Are ya ******* nuts!

I’m wired with a hair trigger fuse
Mess with me you’re gonna loose
Be on your game
Choose your words well
i’m not buying what you got for sale

Live long and prosper
For all that freedom brings
American pride is deaf and blind
And bigotry becomes your kings!

No one reads poetry
on Sunday mornings.
So I don’t post on Sunday’s.
until late afternoon.

But here’s a tidbit for ya!

Roses are red violets are indeed blue
Life is beautiful and so are you!

Learning and evolving
Primitively revolting
Problematic solutions
Ideological institutions

Mergence of shadow
Disassociation of ego
***, ecology, spirituality
Check, check, check

Why am I still broken?

My lady is well respected by most women
That is, in our struggling society class of friends.
Never could rap my mind around why$
Surely she is not the alpha type
Yet she owns property
She is very devoted to her money

I am but an accessory
I match her purse
Now don’t get me wrong
Life could be worst
With her credit card in my wallet
I fulfil my thirst
Material items, good times
I fell into a trap that treats me kind!

Surviving in a prison cell
I learn to stand behind myself
Witnessing this hell I dream

We sleep in comfort
As we slumber away our existence
Being a true master takes persistence
Hell I can fall back to sleep in an instant

Aesthetic displays
I get lost in the days
This dream is but a life
The con from beyond
Keeps me going strong
No matter wrong or right
..............................

Nothing is how it’s supposed to be
Yet it’s perfect how it is
The paradox is plain to see
There’s pleasure in suffering to live

Love an irresistible irritation
A hungry heart of complications
Time refuses to standstill
Innocence was never real

From the moment we’re born
We tread on life
We catch and ride
This purposeful flight

In the end
Perhaps we all ascend
So
Devour to survive
If you can!

Looking through your eyes
What do I see
A mirror reflection
but that’s not me
I’m sure your different
than what I perceive
We are all free to believe!

I’m looking at you
with eyes of reason
Please
stop being evil!

His ship run a ground
Lost the pull of the morning tide
The moon abandoned him on the rocky coastline until late that night
Then he retuned to the waters
Due west towards the next sun set
Soon the waves carried him
Unto another life
He was free again!

You have one of the most beautiful soul I have ever come across.
Not a single blemish on your body could represent your eternal self.
With eyes that see through, I look upon the beauty of your eternal youth.
See what you may of my surface and wonder of my underneath,
I am but the spring of passions and countless quantum leaps.

Over the years the notes play on
The music gets old so we write new songs
Practice our words and keep them in key
Times to change then repeat the beats
Patterns I hastily strum
Unique precisions I pick
I am but a fungus in the forest
A back woods hick
The flower, the ****
***** my guitar
I am an ember in the fire
Music is indeed my greatest desire

We all have a shadow side
I’ve seen yours
Now have a look at mine
Opposite of my persona‘s fear
I’m not afraid of being weird
We are all perfect beyond our pride
Made of sub atomic light
Still
How can one integrate
A stability lackImg wealth?
A fear the shadow
Cannot support the self
Who can embrace
Love without a wall
I’m already on the ground
So I’m not afraid to fall

Do you believe that you are above
Looking down from your love
Well that’s a projection
Of your greatest fear
So take the focus off
The broken mirror
........

I’m still here lost in these walls
Stumbling around these haunted halls
Falling through, flashing by
Just a ghost of love that’s died

Dear Death
Did you forget where I live
The penalty of my existence
My stain upon your list

Why do you stall your murderous plan
Human and beast all be dammed
This hunger for life that ends in death
A future of darkness within a breath

Doing hard time in the prison of life
I once lived the dream
Of family and wife
Now I’m alone
On this hill
On this thrown
Dear Death
Come take me home
.......
P.S. Dear Death
It was good to be alive!

A Blackeyed Demon
crawled out of my *****
on his travels to and fro
helped himself to my provisions
and left his superstitions
spreading chaos was his goal

The Sky Wizard would angrily protest
this his religion could not digest
He sent a drought a plague and a flood
He got so angry he forgot how to love

The moral of the story
could never be known
for this universe was never my home
I am but a Traveler
a one nightstand
I won’t be held responsible
for this broken promise land
...........

Invisibility is a matter of fact
Nonexistent substance lack
Objective when it stops you dead
Subjectively in your head

Invisible particles of matter
Nonexistent fables that flatter
Object as it breaches your being
Subjectivity can never be seen

Do you object to such a subject?

Why change ways now
Let the devil take a bow

Like when we were young
Getting high and having fun

Scrub the paradigm shift
All this foolishness is bliss
Perhaps
A one-way road to the abyss

Don’t concern yourself with bigger things
Being right is preordained
After all
The Mountain is going to catch you
When you fall
Just stand tall

It’s them or someone else
Your victim knows it well
Come and join the party
Propaganda sales

The stock markets doing great Wall Street is having a feast
Pay no attention to the millions in the street
.............
Voting blue will not save you
Voting blue will not save you
Voting blue will not save you
Resistance is futile

These thoughts of mine
Wander
Through the mazes
Of a puzzled mind
Until the issues
Hidden behind
My weariness rhyme
Could I be a poet by design
I could never push someone down
So I might climb
Pretending to be wise
Makes one blind
I’ll stick to these simple lines
And bide my time!

Describing your garden
Your birds and bees
The sent of honeydew
Your colours are free

The petals of your femininity
In beautiful words for all to see
You are a Poetess
Only a Poet need read

Written in your private text
Passionately I connect
Consuming your aesthetic release
You are my priestess
I am your priest
All the way form access the sea!

Farther and farther
Getting nowhere
Landing hard
Trying to run
Spinning out
Losing traction
Oh dear god
What have I done

Stinging sweat
Tunnel vision
Barking dogs
On my trail
Alarm clock rings
Time to get up
Life is one long dream
In hell
............

Come home now
Dear lost savants

You can't save them all
It's not what they want

Weaving webs of sticky persuasion
Venomous insinuations

Looking through the dark
Of what love really means

The distance between us
Mere words upon a wing

Come back
It's a birds eye view

You've been lost
And their waiting for you

Dear lost savants
Please return

The world out there
Will always burn!

I must confess
I keep pictures of slave-owners
Well more or less
In my wallet
Sea-foam green
Fine frog hairs
Cash I mean
Picture printed on the backs of hemp
Were they heroes or merely wimps

Even my coins are incline
They shine the barbarism of our kind
Every penny,quarter, nickle, dime
Somehow they spend just fine

Smash the statues
Change their names
From your cultural war
I will abstain

Yet I need my money just the same!

Evil is at the door
Help isn’t coming
I slip out the back
momentarily
compromised
now running
A positions I take
to survive




These state’s
in which we exist
Are temporary
........

Enthusiasm
An infection of the gods
I will never fit In
My soul exist lost
I live with a love
That doesn’t resist
Invisible as the keeper
As real as my fist

Alone I roam
I’m destined to travel
Through my mind’s eye
The ending unravels
Still the keeper remains aloft
And I wonder if he’s there
Waiting to receive me
Death my only fear

I wonder why I’m here.

As I continue to confront
My own philosophies
My ideologies
Of democracy
Equality
My ecological world views
Balancing the unrest
Of human suffering
And the invertible destitution
Of humankind

I walk through a beautiful forest
So alive and thriving
For a brief moment
I am at one with life
..........

Goat-head surrounded
by ancient carved stones
Dimly lite torches
Piles of old bones

Revolving shadows
of residual wickedness
This is no place to linger
all the hate we come to accept
the keepers and the bringers!

Misfits all of us
when the puzzles redesigned
But it was never meant to be like this
for the fate of humankind
Apathy for the world aloft
has led us to a ledge
Sacrifice another goats
and the shadows shall be fed

Soup for a soul
As we bleed another beast
Drink now as our
empathy grows ever weak
We’re only walking in our sleep

But it doesn’t need
A purpose to read
The natural structure
Is the mystery

A stanza where two minds melt
Certainly words of comfort and wealth

These thing only matter to us
Catch and ride the purposeful bus
Themes and memes of rolling streams
Sleepwalking the poetical dream

If I could only keep up with the train!

Once my words
Were but a rainbow
A prism of colorful designs
But now I paint both grim and grey
In these dimmer darker times

What will come to be
Is on the wicked horizon
A storm of all gone mad
Into a new paradigm
Like tectonic plates shifting
Shifting Poets at their core

No more
No more police brutality
No more regime change wars
No more the one percent
****** us over and over! .

So we say
No more
As our poetry fights back.

In the moment we thrive
On the edge of being alive
Don’t be afraid
We’re all going to die
You see this is a reminder
From the wizard in the sky
From the witness behind
We’re all in this together
And this world
Isn’t getting any better
......XYZ......

Let me be your middle man
In-between your sheets of lust
Inflamed in ****** passions
The cheater that you trust

Let me show you hidden stars
Your flourishing garden awaits
In the darkness of your backyard
Let us meet your fate

Plaint me in your secret garden
In the season of your fertile soil
I'll always sprout back again
My nature can be quite loyal
.......................................................

Challenge Thomas Case
from a historical figure's viewpoint.

(Pay no attention to the little man behind the curtains)

All my great inventions
An Emerald City of true paradise
An eye in the sky that watches all...
At the labor of the Munchkins
The city thrives on and on
  The four winds carry my famous name
The great and most powerful OZ!

There was ones a great disturbance
A march upon my precious city
The yellow brick road of evil
The Witches of all directions raised
Dorothy and her posy had arrived

Why can't they understand
I protect this kingdom
From the dangers of the outsiders
And the opinions of those unwelcome here in Oz!

But then it happened
Nothing would ever be the same
The Munchkins revolted
Red ruby glass slippers some witch made
Would over power my dictatorship

The Munchkins now ruling their selves
In league with some race of monkey elves
Left me no choice
So I returned to Kansas
Just behind Dorothy and her confounded little dog Toto

I joined the mighty Canaveral for a short spell
Still there and everywhere
Again and again evil dwelt among men
So beware
Until this day I still fight for the small people
..........................................................­................



                                    
                         W. Oz

Frequencies of low vibrations
Restrict my even flow
The sinking heaviness
Of the poverty stricken
Weighs a tons upon the whole

See, my soul is not an institution
My love is not a level field
I cast my pearls and join the swine
With whom I share my festive meals

I retreat upon my lonely hill
And close my weary blinds
Where I saved one of their pills
To settle my restless mind

I think I'll stay home next time!

In this life
there’s an infinite amount of **** kicking’s awaiting you
That is true
Unless you’re a true loner
So chins up
There’s a silver lining to loneliness!!

I surely was gone for a moment there
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever make it back
So easily I lose myself out among shadows
Their spellbinding voices beckon my return
It is just a temporary lay over I assure you

The dream must go on
The stories be past down
  We are the garden keepers
Planting hope of a better tomorrow
So there for I'll always be back!

There's a lot of good people in this world
People who would like to see a better world
Unfortunately it's out of our control
That is if, your ideology is to
"Stay the status quo"
Did you just get comfortable?
Close your eyes and play your role
I have everything I need
Yet my world is not complete
My connection to the world
Will never disconnect
I possess true love
Which parallels deep regret
That's why I'm an activist
..................................................

It hard to be patriotic
While most of our rulers are psychotic
All their crazy has no end
They lock up the poor
Whenever they can

I won't salute their blood stained flag
Nor bow to their angry gods
I'll take a knee with Kaepernick
Now that's a worthy cause!

The lesser evil can fight it out among their selves
Dark money and propaganda are proportionate of their wealth
Corporations of greed destroying our precious planet
A war machine that kills millions to survive
Shall we just take all this for granted?
Our one percent are out of control and underhanded

Standby for a wave of american immigrants
Coming to your shores
"cause it's getting hard to be patriotic anymore.

Thomas W Case's
Tom Waits Challenge


She doesn’t represent me anymore
She’s agonizingly apathetic to the core
I live by myself out back in her barn
She can no longer do me any harm

Bedbugs and scratching mice
The bare necessities will suffice
I have no need for greed or misery
I have but one ex-wife

The old windmill has frozen gears
I haven’t tilled these grounds in years
I drink and drive my old beat up truck
To the bar to try my luck

Oh those gals
With sweet love swells
All a man can use
Drunken blind
And feeling fine
And I'm not afraid to lose!
................,,.

Do you possess the ability
To connect?
To feel that knee
Upon your neck?
Does a tear flow from your watching eyes
When another human being dies?
Have you a soul of love and light
To guide your people through this night?

A change of venue
Perhaps..
Wake the Beast from his nap!
The sleep walking elite
Bound to live on their knees
Slaves to envy, hate and greed
Change is what we all need
Cause..
Indifferences is but a disease

I’ve felt that foot there before
Unable to breathe on the floor
There will always be an indentured space
Where society laid my soul to waste
But I won’t standby silently still
While innocent black folks are getting killed
................

I could never desire
More than I consume
One house, one lover
One big garden in bloom
Dear Poetess I have room

Be kind to the weak
Give to the broken poor
Meet me here
I’ll give you more
Dear Poetess
Come home from the war
....................

“Never again”
Is but a moment’s truth,
There’s always
More heart to be broken
Besides
I’m not a warrior
I’m just a soldier.

I talk too much
With little words
You speak a lot
And amuse me
Please never stop
...............

Thaw now
Dear forsaken one
Grind us to dust
Dehumanization
DNA oozing
Out of the muck
Of wonder
Return to ****
Pillage and plunder
Now wash us away
......

Again you ask
If I believe
I’ve felt the
Ground shake
I’ve been deceived
One way or the other
We all crash and burn
All these years of living
We still haven’t learn

Judgements
We’ve placed
On each other
I want no part
Any longer