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 Apr 2015 alxndra
Stephanie
There is a kingdom,
out past the conscious bounds,
where the wild ones live.
Those who are more free
than our own bodies
would ever let us be.
But if one’s soul
is in touch enough
with the truth
of the universe,
they will be welcome.
 Apr 2015 alxndra
Sam WG
Alluring
           each single cell and fibre
An event horizon  
                      briskly scathing wider
A hyper-nova powerhouse
                               The death of a Sun
Quiet as a mouse on Earth
                                      In Space perhaps a hum

Quite the sight we've never seen
                                            From our eyes to the sky
But envisioned by a telescope
                                                 The vastest contrasts of realities
Exist so far and wide
                                                     Hard to fathom
Tiny atoms
                                                       Galaxies like grains of sand
What is big?
                                                          What is small?            
Whatever the answer
                                                             Space is ******* cool!
One thing that completely knocks me on my **** is attempting to comprehend the size of the Universe. It's a big old place so I just chucked down some thoughts out there. Hypernovas are the the biggest form of Nova's (I think) and when you look into the amount of space these thing take up and the energy they release you really just feel like a piece of dust. Which is good!
 Apr 2015 alxndra
Sam WG
Digress
 Apr 2015 alxndra
Sam WG
When thing's become full circle
                Do they just go back to square one?
                Will you make me believe I was wrong again
                Just to shy away as a friend

Or could you say there's been progress
              That it's not just another digress
              Save me a fatal wound to the chest
              A quiet, kosher loss at best
              
Rest away my thoughts for now, coax me to retire
            Obliterate my dumb desires
            My heart
            It starts to tire
(this is a really soppy poem)
 Apr 2015 alxndra
Sam WG
What are we doing as a species?
Where are we going to end up?
When do we decide to look within?
How do we go back to how it was before?
Why did it get to this point?

This male dominated society we live in
There was once coexisting unisex tribes
Goddess worshipping lovers
Plant foraging, wisdom consuming
Harmonious humans

There was a time when everything was a mystery to our ancestors
In this day and age
Before we've been somewhere or seen something
We've seen a picture
Word of mouth has made sure that we're not in doubt
But there was a time that every new horizon
Bought suspense, surprise and uncertainty

A time when we had to work together to survive
Learn how to do things that mattered to stay alive
When exploring our own consciousness wasn't a crime
What are we now?
The majority
Spoon fed junk all our precious lives

We are forgetting that we are primates, cousins of the great apes
We're forgetting our extraordinary circumstances
Alive on a habitable planet
Evolved through processes just learning to explain
In a minute amount of time
A universe the size our minds alone fail to fathom
But I'm going too far
The reality we're supposed to believe in is money and cars!
I look around and I hardly see people any more. Not people that care about how they got here, the Earth, that appreciate their situation.. just a load of mindless zombies that have to human instincts left to spare. Sorry this is a bit of a rant.
 Apr 2015 alxndra
Sam WG
Daydreamer
 Apr 2015 alxndra
Sam WG
Cassie babe,
Your eye don't fix onto anything
What's holding your words in?

Painting up above
It seems you've a love for everything
I just haven't seen you grin

Thoughts on edge
Inside instead
Your legs dangle from a ledge
Gormless expression
Inner canvas expression

Not a thing to say
In your mind all day
You know the way it goes
Drifting to
And floating from
Places to spaces
But never really going anywhere
Well nowhere that she'd like to share
With you or me

Pondering elegantly
Elaborating privately
Although
There is no doubt
Your beauty's on show
 Apr 2015 alxndra
Sam WG
I know a girl that let a broken butterfly fly from her hand
It gave her thanks
As it flew through the rain that pattered down and rested upon her hair
Oh the fair things she'd do for a creature in pain

And she kindly shared a half jar of honey to the sweet honey bees
Then they invited her back to their place for supper and tea
She even let a restless blackbird rest upon your knee
Even with that beak of his I could see a look of glee

Baby all these things you do are so lovely indeed
So is there any chance
Even just once
That you could be this nice to me?
A bit of an arbitrary rhyme if I'm honest. I was pretty much making it up as I went along and now that I think about it, it could be about searching for a one night stand. On second thoughts, give it your own meaning!
 Apr 2015 alxndra
The uniVerse
Fear
 Apr 2015 alxndra
The uniVerse
It's fear that holds us prisoner
each night and every day
it's fear that roots us to the spot
or makes us run away
it's fear that binds our tongue
when words we want to say
it's fear that clouds our minds
that keeps mankind at bay.

There's nothing to fear but fear itself
how I wish there was something else
to justify the hurt inside
to explain the pain that abides
the very thoughts that repeat and grind
constantly upon my mind
like clouds of acid rain
that slowly drive a man insane
oh death your bitter taste i feign.
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