I find myself running
through a dark haunted field
late at night while I'm sleeping
and I see things through eyes
untainted by notions
obtained while digitally bleeding,
over the things
that scare me to death
consumed from a tube through the TV
and I've filtered the world and what they want me to see
but I'm still haunted
haunted and running

I try to make sense while they try to deceive me
they're trying to change my perception completely
And they've mastered the world to manipulate my brain
My hand held devices are going insane
So I turn off the power and I throw up the shield
and I run and run through that dark haunted field

And soon up ahead
a bright light approaches
dropping ***** of fire on the field below
and all those Smart things that make your life easy
burn up in a ball of their control

And I find myself running
through a dark haunted field
late at night while I'm sleeping
and I can't help but wonder
if anyone knows
we're all just slaves
they're digitally keeping

The hole would be immence
But he had to do it
He had to leave
Tears filled his soul at the thought of not being with her
How could he tell her
His heart cracked and splintered
It was unbearable
How could he break her heart
How could he break that bond
Love does not describe his feelings
But he has to go
Bullets and sands call

And duty has no mercy

Is love really coming to save us?
Or are we left here to do this on our own
Trapped in the fear box
A speck of blue hope
Lost and alone in an eternal evil ocean

Puppets scurry and herd the sheep
Puppet masters lick theyre lips at the coming feast

The Fear Farm spins on
Out of control
Seemingly

Blinded from our true reality
Awarness stifled
Under their control

But there can't just be evil

Love must be coming soon

Must it not?

Somewhere in the blackened infiniti
there must be a higher form of love coming
To show us little misguided lovlings how to do it

Hurry the **** up!
Is all i can say

Through a golden crack in the universe
Love rains a single drop

It blazes through earths atmosphere
Radiant and pure


Wading through the mundane
i pause a moment

An unseen force holds me still
Wow
What an odd but overwhelming feeling
A comforting spirit seems to fill me
Hmm
I start to trudge on

A drip on the top of my head

Puzzled
Its not raining

I continue on
My step suprisingly light
I feel great

I smile and walk

Wow
I never noticed the smell of the trees before
Feathers sing
Rays dance with puddles

A boy helps an old lady across the street
I smile

Thank you young man
She says
He smiles and catches up to
his friends and books

In someones yard a wagging tale plays with a purr

My shoes seem to float
My heart seems to blaze with hopeful expectance

Just up ahead a beautiful young woman drops her hair clip
Her gold hair clip

Excuse me you...

dropped...

this

I could barely speak she was so beautiful

Thanks
She said

And when she smiled
the world turned gold

Galaxies form in the smoke
They spin and dance in sun rays

I exhale again creating a new existance

The evil windows breeze scatters my creation

The universe is but a fleeting glimpse of reality
blown from the corners of our eyes

Fragile and delicate

Floating along in the hurricane of time

Destroyed and reborn in the spiritual ebb and flow

Exhale and spark a supernova

Inhale and swallow a black hole

We are all gods
The same god

Particles of everything that ever exsisted
on earth is in the air we breath

I am Earth
Earth is me

Earth created me
and i contribute to its future attributes

So i will exhale love
I will exhale hope
I will exhale heaven

I will just breathe

Each morning since the start
Just two months ago
I feel a poetic ******
is sure to stem my flow

I start with a word
and then another

To the gods i do not beg

And pretty soon
there's a steady flow
of poetry down my leg

My first ever poem
All those 2 months ago

A flash on the horizon

A supernova fizzes through existance
and crashes into loves ocean

Flares and hearts explode

A fiery tsunami approaches

Embers fall from the skies
Reflected in your amber eyes

Turn and face the coming tide
that scorches all who try to hide

Love burns bright when deep and true

And this my love
My flame for you

To rhyme with the orange fruity
You have to use your ingenuity

Glowing love and sacrifice

                                                                       ***** secrets in the night

Young need for naught in unawares bliss

                                                           Dignity raked and disrespected

Unwavering love and forever smiles for her family

                               A single mothers innocence paid for in the dark

In huts and caves we hide
In huts and caves we hide
We are the Taliban
Hear our mighty cries

We search you out with lies
We hunt you down for lies
We are American
Hear our mighty cries

We sit and watch TV
We sit and watch TV
We are the hunanoids
That watch this travesty

We can be all as one
We will be all as one
We can be the peaceful Future
Ameri-Taliban

But Rockys got his hold
Yeh Rockys got his hold
Murdering all who oppose *******
For his *** of gold

Until we fight the lies
Until we fight the lies
In huts and caves and star spangled graves
Our human brothers die

She flicked the red streaks from her eyes
I could see she had been crying

My heart sank

For every tear she sheds
I fill the ocean with a thousand of my own

Come here sweetheart

Loves embrace is warm and comforting
What's wrong baby?
Please don't cry
I love you
What is it?

Through sniffles and sobbing

"The new twilight movie won't be out til next year"


Girlfriends and vampires
What are you gonna do?

Cellar door creaking
Smelling cedar growing fear
Whimpering bound gagged

Footsteps dispell dust
Grunts sawing screaming bleeding
Bound amongst fresh stumps

Breathing draws closer
Demon opens cellar door
Your turn dripping blood

Perfect white blanket
Red streams follow ****** trails
Linking pups with clubs

Clacier cracks away
Club sinks beneath red water
Arctic karma flows

Staring hollow eyes
Arriving from deaths chamber
Mass bodies piled high

I've been here before
I'm sure

Flickers of memories
trickle and tickle
the edges of my mind

Shouting and waiving in the distance

For now
not knowing where i am
is pleasant

I don't need to know

Diamonds sparkle
and dance with butterflies

The shouting is getting louder now

"Parle vous francais??"

What?

The diamonds now magnify the light into jagged daggers
And the butterflies fan a hurricane that slaps me in the face

"Parle vous ok?"

What?

"Are you ok?"

What?

Senses return with crashing crimson temples

What the ****?

"Are you alright?
You got hit in the head with the bat
Wear the helmet next time if you wanna play catcher!"


Dust off
Helmet on

Play ball!!

True reality
Pops after perceptions pierce
Illusion remains

A crescent moon harbours lost light
A pail shallow reflection of the days fire
Luminous enough to cast lurking shadows
Dark enough to swallow evils desire

Stealing through the craters
Sinister entities crawl
Stealing through your window
Floating down the hall

Filling you with darkness
Dripping from crescent skies
Sinister the evil
Now glazed over your eyes

You awaken feeling torn
Blood stains knife and bed
Horror dashes voice and eyes
As your wife now lays there dead

Terrified bewilderment
As demon dreams flood back
Nightmares of a blood red sickle
From craters dark and black

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For those messes just to big for a sock

Hot dogs are know to eat apple sauce when uninvited apostrophies invade their canoes. The barking can be heard for centuries

Several flying arbitrary algebra sharks scrape the bleeding jelly fish from the skies leaving only dead eyes and caramel drops

This obviously leads to omnipotent marshmellows adorning the french quarter in sandwich bages

Untied shoes always lead to this sort of indulgance.  You know what i mean?

So in closing

Rewire your scathing antibodies before the devil unleashes his pink flamingos

Corn flakes won't be on sale forever

If i reach out
I could stick my arm in the hurricane

If i bow my head
I could bob for pirrahnas

I float in a bubble
I experience but i don't feel

I wobble along between the danger
Safe
But alone

Never finding harm
But never finding love

The atmosphere is getting stale in here

Then

A pin *****

Pop

I'm not safe anymore
But it feels good

Its...
nice

Suddenly
A man runs up and shoots me right in the ******* head.
I'm aware long enough to see my skull and brains splattered on the wall behind me as i twist and fall. I melt into the floor like bubbling lava. Then like acid i burn through the floor and into the room below. The Fire room. A thousand walls with no doors.

My soul is engulfed. My hope is but burning embers.  Through the endless fever i see a golden glow sear through the flame and in pops a bubble. I try to run to it but with every step forward i get further away.  So she floats over to me.  Her bubble encompasses me.

We float upwards
Out of the fire and into dusks mountains

I smile
But she starts to leave

Where are you going?

I have saved you from the fire
but you can't have me yet

Your journey has just begun

A comitment
I will always guard your honour
I will always keep you safe
I will always stay true
Your happiness is all that matters
My soul belongs to you
My angel

The reason i trudge on
You  are  perfect

Ti amo mi princesa

I was sitting by a waterfall
with Perry today

Here amongst the Slow Divers

We smoked the usual obligotary marley
Then we pondered upon what had happened

Someone stole Perrys soul you see

His child of hope and recognition
for the unrecognized
was now gone

A few flowers
were aloud to bloom
but they too
were eventualy
plucked and stolen
by the corporate monster

We must make everything shiny so it can be sold

This pioneer
A shadow of his former
glowing brilliance
also was weeded by the dollar

He onced wished he was ocean size
But sharks now swim in those waters

So we "smoke the roach"
and we go on down that slide man
We go on down

into the ocean

Of shiny lollapolooza

Bullets fizz past head
Girls letter holds attention
Lost love soldier cries



Honour lifting heart
Finding strength marching brothers
Soldier drying eyes



Valor exploding
Purple heart warriors pride
Regretful girl cries



Soldier wipes her tears
Hearts forever not today
Wars casualties



Much respect to anyone on this planet who has ever fought for what they believed in and suffered casualties

Never losing hope
True love waits eternaly
Angel heart arrives

1
Once you go necrophiliac
You NEVER go back



2
******* look at this *** on this one
The things i wouldnt do to her
I'd love to just bend her over
something and pound the...

Hey
Thats my wife you idiot

Oh
Sorry dad

Swirling in the terrible nothing
Screams scratch a layer off the sun
Gargling darkness invades my being
My atoms are stretched across the universe

Agony consumes me as i let them go

They belong to the dark now
And so does my soul

Oil stains valors blood
Corruption soils loyalty
Deciept won't wash out

Supple moulded minds
Strains brains society chains
Sparkles attract sheep

A train rumbles in the distance
Dark blue gives way to black

Heat waves
Dusk saves

Crickets and lazy blades
carress sleeps ear

No harm
No doubt
No hurt
No fear

Sliding through slumber
safe in the dark

Not knowing what approaches
from trees in the park

Patiently waiting
til naiive sleep takes hold

Then he's in through the window
and stealing your gold

Back out through the window
and into the trees

Like a cat with gold chains
on a flying trapeze

A dew drop splashes a pink blossom
Her petals cry and search for warmth

Dawns dance begins with a buzz and a bumble

Sweet nectar oozes from flowers blooming
inticing thorned insects

Plumes release perfumes of pollination
on bumbling lazy journeys

Scents and spores buzz from bloom to bloom

As Mothers natural scents and beauties
ensure her eternal grace

Sun scrapes mountains peak
Jagged scars bleed fire droplets
Crimson dusk sooths burn

I'm starting to piece things together
They control everything
They manipulate everything always

Demons

What we see as typical grey aliens
are really just physical manifestations manipulated
by interdimensional demons

All part of a bigger scheme that's always been there
Fear is the main factor
But what the full secret is who knows
Terror
Sheer terror
sounds about right though

I feel them as i think

Lurking growling smirking
Dripping evil

Daring me to find out

I'm getting really creepy chills as i write this
Evil is near

Hiding in the buzzzz

Stealing my thoughts through devil frequencies

They are agitated

Good

So am I

Pass me a tissue
My nose is running badly
I'm sneezing-haiku

If you can't touch this
It's because youre not wearing
M C Hamners pants

Don't **** with Jesus

So there was this alien abduction study
A real one
No goverments involved

It was the biggest
most official
alien abduction study ever

Spanning decades

Every abductee and their story
studied and scrutinized

Asking every question

Going over all the paralysed
and probed feelings of all of them

In some cases there was some awarness
Some comminication
Though not with words

After a while they started to notice an anomoly

In those cases where there was some degree of awarness
Which was a small percentage
Some abductees were able to communicate outwardly

In a small percentage of those
some abductees would inadvertantly
convey things like

Oh Jesus
Please help me Jesus

Or words to that effect



Now let me remind you
this was sciences study
and had been from the start



Until the Anomoly

EVERY TIME JESUS NAME WAS CONVEYED

The abduction abruptly ended

There was about 10 jesus cases
and this happened every time

See i'm not religious in the bible sense
But every time?


He knew their secret
Or at least came as close as any human ever

To me Jesus transcends religion
His word is essentialy love
And he had the biggest love following of all time
Bar none
Still does

They control you with fear you see
They farm it
It's their sustenance

So why wouldnt the name
of the most loved human being ever
strike fear in their hearts

So why didnt Jesus just tell everybody their secret
"Theyre here"
Could you imagine
They'd stone him for being crazy
before he even made it to the cross

Plus it wouldnt work
Everyone would be scared shitless

And thats what they feed on

Fear

So he had to teach us love
Love is our weapon
And once we build enough love
their whole dark twisted existance
will begin to unravel

The greatest trick an alien ever played
was convincing you the devil existed

We are a fear farm

But love can light the way
because they fear love

They fear Jesus and the power of his love


This is a true squashed story
Look it up if they havn't already buried it further
Tip of the iceburg...

Sad news today
After 57 years of marriage
Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head
are getting a divorce

(Or is that "potatoe" as George W. would say.  I never pass up an oppertunity to make fun of that ridiculous *******)

Anyway

Divorce must be ******* a kid

I skipped that part
having never met my bio-dad

My mom was a trooper though
I was a mischevious handful

I remember when i was 4
my mom was going to paint my room
Well i had a different time table than her
So when she was unaware
i tried my hand at interior decorating

Apparently she didn't want the room
carpet and all
painted in blue and red
splashes and handprints
I got an E for effort though

Having never had a father til that point
I never knew the feeling of losing one

In those days the kid automaticaly went to the mom

Having to decide
is an awful thing for a child to have to do
And basically they have to

I love you my little pawn
Says mommy
I love you my little pawn
Says daddy

It must leave all 3 emotionally scarred

Sometimes marraiges just don't work out
What can you do?

I can only hope they draw
on their initial spark of love
to handle the situation
with the care that it needs

Stay together for the kids?
Ultimately i think that just leads to bigger scars

Respect your loved ones
Former, present and future

And for Gods sake
remember to keep your childs innocence intact

Like a sack of potatoes
So are the days of our lives

You look familiar
I'm your bride you ******* ****
Sorry i do then

"Hi. How are you?"

"He can't hear you. He's deaf"

"Oh. Sorry"...

..."Hi. How are you?
I said Hi. How are you?
HOW ARE YOU?"

I can't believe this guys ******* ignoring me

"I am the greatest poet of all time"

Wait a sec
I don't want to sound to egotistical

"I am probably the greatest poet of all time"

There

Opening your heart
to someone can be tough sometimes

I mean
who wants to go through that again?
Right?

But if we don't give someone else a key
what's it all for?

Who wants to be locked inside
by themselves all the time

And even though
that person could
come back
and use the key to get in
Maybe steal something
or wreck the place

Just change the locks
think of them as practice
and give the new key
to someone who will cherish it more

The cave was dark and hollow

"What? Ok i'm with ya so far captain obvious"

It was cold and it smelled like bat ****

"Would you listen to this guy
Who the **** is writing this?"

He wanted to go further but he was scared of the dark

"Alright! That's it. This is ****** nonsense
My turn!"

The reader followed the poet into the cave

Nails protruded through his cracked skull
pounded from the inside
by the drivle he had just read

Burning daggers dripped from his eyes
and melted into pools of lava on the cave floor

Feeling the intense heat
the poet turns around

Then suddenly
"bat ****" in his shorts

The reader unsheaths

Frozen with terror
the bat **** poet closes his eyes

When he returns from the blink
readers blade is fast against his jug

"I will spare your life if you never write again"

Whimpering
Yes. Yes. Please i'll do anything

"Well you can do whatever you want really
I'm not that much of a ****
Just no more writing"

Ok.  Ok. Just let me go!

The reader sheaths his blade
as the "bat ****" poet begins to run

"Oh
And it's gauno son
It's gauno"

What makes something real?

Is it the fact that i can use my senses
to confirm its presence?

Confirmation of this from another source maybe?



How do you know that tree is there?

Because it is

How do you know?

I can see it

Are you sure?

Yes
Hey Frank
Can you see that tree

Yes

See
There
Thats two of us
It must be there

Well what if you're both wrong?

Fine
Bob
Come here
Do you see that tree?

Yes

Ok
That's three of us
The **** tree is definitely there
Right?

Well what if Bob, Frank and yourself
are all falling for the same trick?

What if the same trigger sparks the illusion for all of you?

What if the whole planet is a tree?
What if our whole existance is a tree?

And we're just a bunch of Bob and Franks

Jibberish is just a word
to describe a rant obsurd

Slow it down
Those words you push

Don't he in such a jibberush

And when you've found
the words more sane

Release them from your jibberbrain

Onto the paper as you wish
Your masterpiece of jibberish

Never even **** madam **** never even

War
Scars
Hero
Coming home
Heart left on the sands
with brothers never coming back
Changed man peers at his family from a broken soul

We are all forms of the same religion
All worshipping the same god in unique styles
All representing what we think is right
and good and just

There is only one true human religion

Love

And it was created to give us hope and comfort

A purpose

So that when love is threatened
we produce mass fear

And Reptila-Demon continues to feed

We have a purpose

We are crops

And then 10 was over

So they pressed reset

BANG!!

Immence density explodes with literaly
all the energy there ever was

And all the energy there ever will be
(for this cycle)

11 blazes through the emptiness and ions

The mind boggling speed
at which it bursts is immeasurable

Flowers grow
Miracles happen
(carefully planned out devious ******* miracles)

But love and hope has sparked its own consciousness

Here
In this creation

And this is the cycle where
love claims fears machine

This is cycle 11

This time we will be the ones
who reboot the system

Replacing their Fear cycle
with our Love cycle

Each pass through our awareness grows

Will we get it right this time?

It won't be easy
After all it is they're program

But programs can be hacked

They must obey their own laws of time
Surely

They might know what our future holds
inside these ones and zeros

But they must still abide by
their own laws of the unknown
Must'nt they?

11 will be the love glitch
that blows their fear power supy

And if it's not
We must leave clues for number 12

they still got their hooks in me though
i sure can tell you thAt
tried to fill myself with love today
but now look where i'm at

surrendering to the demons
Like every other day
with hooks and claws
and gnarls and gnaws
they fear my glow away

they rIp my love from chest
they shrEd apart my soul
they stamp out all my light
aNd Put me in my hOle

Smothering all my will
til tearS roll down my face
now i must release my demon
and leave this cold dark place

they arE the ebb
and i am the flow
the tug of war goeS on
stretching my Soul
til darknEss takes hold
and my Demon unleashes their song

As long as we don't think about
what we're not supposed to think about
We'll be ok

That's why they don't like
people with good imaginations

The ones that search the inner boundries

It's not necessarily how smart you are
but what you can concieve of

It transcends race and gender

What are you open to?

If i can imagine this
Then i can imagine them

Status Quo fear
is their must

No inner expansion here
No finding out the truth here
No fathoming here
No forward thinking here
No rogue sheep here

Status Quo fear here

I really think they're going to harm me
I think i really Am onto something
From going deep inside myself
Where i've never been before

Even as i write i can feel them trying to stop me

I'm getting closer

But they're trying to stifle my thoughts
And there's that buzzing again

This time it's different

A high pitched squeel accompanies the buzzz
Faint but audible
Same constant pitch

It doesn't matter now though
I'm channeling
And i'm getting better at it

The slight numbness in my arm
might be cause for concern
But it's probably just from typing for so long
It's nothing
I'm sure
?

The journey continues inward
and they start to lose their control

I must be getting close
I'm on the cusp

And then
Bzzzzzzzzzzxx
And it's gone
I got nothing

Except cold breath on my shoulders
and a shiney new fear implant