It don't matter
Where I land
Two strong feet
Stay I can
I love people
My smile is real
I love life
Especially when
Kindness kills
I know worry
It'll make one ill
An open heart
Could save a world
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XcN12uVHeQ

We hide them in shadows
our unspoken truths
thing we’re in agreement with
the devils we approve

exposure comes
as the sky opens up
slight of sleeves
is brought to the cuff

no escaping society norms
a patch of cosmic clouds become
a down pouring karmic storms

I’m not here to warn you
or soothe an unjust belief
we are at the precipice
of a change we’re going to need
……
x so

My dear zombies,
being beyond contempt,
I merely pity you.
I've tried to revive you
from your slumbering grief.
Surely universal truth
would give you relief.
How bothersome the factors on which we depend.
I shall not hide my contentment
nor bridle my intent.

I no longer give my consent
nor do I agree,
to this world that we've created
in the hunger of our greed.

I waited
and watched
no one came
I applied myself
just the same
There on the horizon
a spark a blur
I never believed
that I deserve

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
...

After a large sample
of living
has been examined,
the conclusions
is a pattern of kind.
We are brilliantly aware
yet inadequately inclined.

I have met
several geniuses
in my travels..
it doesn’t take long for the psychological profile to unravel.

All the colleges and their
wonderful degrees.
And so easily life can knock us to our knees.

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.

Supremacy is but a belief
held by the sleeping elite.
It’s the mark of Cain
the illusion that religion leaves.

Religion walks hand in hand with supremacy…
Us and them biblically separated.
Yet somewhere inside the spirit of human knows better.
Try to justify if you may.
But it is merely your soul twisting inside…

💥
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!
🎲

There once grew
a plant of great pleasures
The gardener
GMO’ed it
beyond measures!

He feared the potency
may be a bit to potent
even for a biblical god
wearing a Trojan

And so..
he crafted two humans
whom he proceeded to
vicariously
live within…

And so you know
what happened next
an endless lie
a slithering slice
of heavenly pie!

Amen
pass the ammunition!!

I've come to realize
I need to write
Every word a breath of light
Every thought a burning flame
Every struggle
Down the drain...
I need to convey
These parts that rhyme
It's how I keep
My heart in line
..................................

Untimely reminders
In the mist of might
My love is to weak
To do what's right
..............................
Believe in thy self
There be no other
Carried on lost wind
Return to your mother
For out of the earth
The seeds of light bloom
Fed by the sun
Crest by the moon
A love that's as real
As a raging typhoon
Reborn refurbished
Destine for doom
..................................
No ending
Just beginning again
Tossing and turning
And bleeding to live
How much more
Do we have to give?

It begins
at the point of diversification…
That is, the emergence of acceptance.
Then we relax into our eternal existence
gaining ever expanding knowledge
of the living thriving universe!

The mind fines rest
at the end of each poem..
So go ahead
let your imagination roam.
Guide your storms
through creative seas…
Write your anxieties
set your fears free!
Now rest in awareness
as deep silence sets in.
Stay free of distortions
til’ it’s time to pen again…

I propose we elevate our poetical
subjectivity to a faucet of objective reality.
So as we may live in harmony
With ourselves.
A simple brushstroke if you agree
Repeat after me
There’s no place like home
Now
Count back from three
Two
One...
Make it so
Let your creations roll!

I'm not afraid
That's not why
I'm shaking
I just got off a hard night
of dreaming
I was running....Ya
...I'm unable to recall
Being chased perhaps
Down familiar halls
I can still feel your apathy
For all things life had done to me
My weapons stumble and stall
As hard as I try I can't **** at all
Lucky for you!
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I feel as if I have a solid understanding.
But I know better.

No one can know god more than anybody else.
Source is limited by names.

As we experience life,
the soul gathers expectations.
Existence is simply an inspiration.
.
We are all in one accord
with what is and what will be.
And now it’s time to change
to a higher frequency..

My eyes have seen your image
**** are you and your beautiful poetry
So eloquently designed
You pull me in every time!
You and I
We are supposed to be
Imagine our world
Two and then, perhaps three....
Somehow I love you
Witch craft indeed
Words have power
When (would) you agree
.....

In sanctuary of mindfulness
Breath becomes aware
Behind the eyes of watching
God is present here!

Information highways within
Minute quantum blackholes
Our connection to divinity
Through pours in our soul's

It here I would hope you visit
And eventually come to live
In the sanitary of the caretakers
In eternal mindful bliss!

In this reality
Her and I never met
In this verse my path
Bypassed that regret
Yet only to fall
For another one
Who'd break my heart
Before she's done
And on to another
Setting sun
  Of another multi
Universal conundrum
...

I have no fear,
I count no sins…
I know how I serve,
I know who I am..
I am not as fragile
as the body I’m in!

Today…
Anger swiftly passed me by,
******* flying high..
I nod and wave, have I nice day!!
I’m sending love your weary way!!

As the collective:
We strived to hold on
to our individuality.

On This Side

As the self:
We sparingly search
for our connection
to oneness.

I am crazy!
That's who I've become
My laughter rings
I love to run!
Shining eyes
I talk loud and fast
This side of me
I wish would last

I cannot focus
She thinks I'm ******
He puts me down
The dark alone
You've seen before
The hidden eyes
Let go of your thoughts
We're all gonna die!

I’m lost in the forest
I don’t seem to care
Helicopter can find
Anyone  anywhere
So I’ve set down to rhyme
Well actually
I’m looking to find
All that I lost
Within my mind
Oh my girl is worried
And my friends
Are hot on my trail
Tell me again how bad
I’m evil

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
......

The universe repeat my lesson so that I never forget.
My limitations are about the depth of my deepest breath.
Two lungs worth of air is all I can inhale, a minute or two of holding you in and I’m forced to expel.
I can’t make you love me, I can’t make you whole, I can’t keep you happy with silver and gold.
There’s really not much in this universe I can truly control.

Life will grab ya
By the genitals
Squeeze real tight
Until ya start to swell!
Hold your's safely
No one needs to fail
We all have control
Over our own hell’s
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In the substance of my dreams
I saturate
Dopamine drives my depth
I draw my dreams
From the subatomic plunks
The eternal fountain of rest

Cognition failure
The source of my imbalance
Loosens my fall to flight
I attempt to pull to the surface
With all my diminishing might

Here the puzzle pieces
Somehow seem to fit
Paralyzed but for rem
My waking body starts to twitch

I gasp and hold
As it quickly slips away
Random samples left in my mind
Only a couple pieces stay

Be careful folks and do be warned
there’s no safe place in open forum!

Perhaps you seek a loving rhyme         In the intimate sea of human kind
Perhaps you believe in a sacred place
Where love is limited to face-to-face

Perhaps you forgot to question why
Believing it’s best if others die
Open forum allows these things
But just be warned of where it leads…

Surely the rules of life
Come with a heavy tether
Weighing us down
Tarred and feathered
To keep us safe in the wild
Calmly tamed
Mindlessness is the name
Of this dreadful game

Bring on the beast
Let loose Goliath
I am all ready bored
With our new Messiah

Give me back my bullets
the primitive said
Or perhaps I’m transcending
The living dead

I hope you have
A happy birthday
You never let me know
Born on the longest night
Severed from my soul

But I was first
To see your eyes
And feel your misery
Now you hide deep inside
But you could also leave

I'm sorry I went away
The choice was never mine
But if I had but one wish
I'd hope you'd read this rhyme
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I follow not
the rainbows end
the *** of gold
that wares men thin
such are the riches
that turn to stone
loss of reasons
lazy prone
and so I strive
to remain unknown!

Traveler
is not my real name
in the poetry world
I shall never know fame
few will listen
Fewer will read
the need to be heard
is but a social disease

I write for an outlet
for these words in my head
I can never abandon
my lover in red
easing my burdens
massaging my soul
life is but a dream
then we wake up and go!

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

I don’t judge people when they’re down for the count.
The wheel’s get spinning so fast, it causes a sudden karmic pounce! And life sweeps up the debris, every gram and every single ounce..

Behold the behaviour instincts we willingly neglect.
To much negative energy
can choke a soul to death..
Inter the loop of suffering
let your anger flow…
Cloak yourself in righteousness
take your ball and go.

Or simply realise
life is but a dream.
And the alarm clock
is ringing
ding a ling a ling!

How do we cut the head off these beast?
Obviously we are uninvited to the corporate feast.
Those who do the bidding
of money and war,
fulfilling the prophecy
of the mighty *****.
Running from the thunder
hiding in the trees,
superstitious people
killing as they please.
How do we cut the heads
off these beasts?

Perfection
Is such a bore
It's not what
My poetry
Has in-store
I want it all
Then again
I want more
Perfection
Is like an
Infected sore
Always itching
Always at war
Never healing
The inner core
Never reaching
The distant shore
It's perfection
Or nothing more...
And that's why
It's such a bore
.........

As I'm looking through your eyes
in an attempt to connect,
I can see your expectations have yet to be met.
Peering through digital lens
the differences are blinding.
In broken sentences definitions
are slowly unwinding.

I wonder if you trust your leaders
or is all the world deceived.
Time is a roller coaster
We're at the top of the big hill
    falling free...

What is this chronic sense
of unfinished business
that wakes me in the night

The problem of problems
will never cease
pushing these rock up the hill

Motivation is important
for our perception
as our fulfilment
remains incomplete

What is this treasure
that we seek
to take with us
beyond
?

Before her life could take shape
While yet unable to communicate
Unable to put into words
Her pieces unable to merge

A fluttery butterfly took flight
She was never quite right
I cry to the sky in sincerity
Mend this broken part of me

And now
I cannot bare
To face the sun
To see the effects
Of all I've done
Before she was three
I broke her and me
.....
........................

Subconsciously
It's already known
Enlightenment comes
When we're out getting ******

Yet for some reason
We insist on freewill
Rolling our own bones
Chasing those thrills

Eternally expanding
Entropy bound
Forever ordering
Another round!!!

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!

What if I could believed
all those impossible stories,
all those brilliant miracles,
majestic in their glories!
The proverbs
you teach your children,
the comfort of your gift.
What if it were true
that destinies were some how fixed?

Where is this place
where truth is hidden
for only the chosen few?
The gathering of angels,
the conversion to a Jew?
Where are your invisible deities,
the miracles of their love?
If they’re real, then no big deal
they can stop the wars
from above…

Sea of gold,
trees of knowledge and life,
a ****** heart
becomes god's wife.
Bowing down
forever more
before the judgmental
blood stained floor.
Answering questions like
did you support the war.
I'm afraid you'll need
to convince me more...

Into the deep end this reader
will dive
So…
You gotta be careful with your
existential vibes
I followed you down
To the depths of your meaning
There I explore your creative being
I can see your soul is solid and kind
The connection complete
The experience divine

Thanks for being
Everytime!

From here onwards it’s but a dream
Much, much more then
A wish upon a star lite computer screen
Much more then a prayer to the celestial skies
From here onwards time no longer flies
The sting of life and death betrayed
From here love no longer goes astray
And this soul
Is but a fleeting feeling
when we finally let go!
What I really, really mean to express
From here onward it’s time to rest.
Then it will be time for coffee and waking up!

Drunken philosophers
cannot be educated
simply hold your tongue
while their intoxicated
tomorrow morning
they’ll be momentarily wise
wondering why
they feel dead inside!
to many drink
and we’re on the brinks
trying to tell
the world what to think
oh how
these wet brain sinks!

We are only
Limited by our own
Comfort-ability
Procrastination
Is an adjustable reality
Going nowhere
Really fracking slow
With no urge to get
  Where ever we go...
But ya got to eat
Before you can sleep!
'Cause we all have needs
It takes time to breed!
So...
Wake up and get 'er done
While your still partially
Motivated and young
Don't get to comfortable
When procrastination
Becomes
Affordable!

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

I've seen what hell can do
As for dark nights of the soul
I have had quite a few
I won't back down
Nor ever give up
The deepest blues
Are not that tough!

As for empathy
Indeed I feel ya
But that little ache
Could never **** ya!

Running from crazy
That's my excuse!
Self medication
Don't call it abuse...
But I've been without
Somewhere trapped within
Pour me a double
Before crazy does me in...