Throughout the entire course of life
we try and try, time
and time again to
harvest the wind and
swallow the sun, and still...
the waters of the deep
somehow are not important
to us.... Isn't it interesting
that we of all species
know how water is vital
for all living organisms?
It is the one thing that
makes up
about 90% of us. Don't
quote me on that but look
it up for yourselves, I don't
want to be responsible for
mis-information. It is well
know fact that I don't
state the fact, I do the
other thing... You know, to ramble?

Blues is not a style... blues
is a feeling,
Heartbreak, lonesomness,
sadness or depression,
God is not a man, God is
the will within you,
ambition, determination,
intuition and good judgement,
Grass doesn't die in winter,
it's merely beneath the snow,
and so... there are many
a way of connecting these
three but only one to
understand it in it's
full form,
that one is you.... the creator
of your reality,
You could, perhaps, choose to
slave away for the
remainder of your life
or you could reach within
where the fountain of emotion
runs strong,
Don't be affraid of trying
new things for that is how
you learn and raise you
vibration,
The goal of your life is not
going to go anywhere,
Don't run towards it... sneak
your way to it!
Everything that needed to be
said has been said in the
past so all you'd have to do is
try to remember.... what
it was before this life.

Hazardous environments and
a bucket of chicken wings,
thinking about when would
the weather man decide
to quit on the air or when
a dancing squirrel
would appear from some
random bush,
Everything makes sense and
Oh my god! Yes, this
is the point of this
rant... I know, I know,
you're probably wondering...
how the F.. did
that guy on the street
dodge an incoming vehicle
and, oh... that dolphin
ate that poor girl's
friggin' hand....
Anyway, I was going to say
something vital, but I...
forgot how to speak,
Many miles ago we passed a small
town that looked very deserted,
It was all torn to pieces and
It looked like it was bombed,
... The cruelties that humans
do to eachother!
The visit was short though I felt
a few hundred souls were
screaming out to me,
They were asking what year
it was and none of them
knew how they got to be
that way,
The pressure was on,
the race to all-knowing was as well,
the similarities in our experiences
were amazing,
Nothing could compare and
yet... something was missing,
A boat or two had to go astray,
The horizon may well be where
we are headed though...
There was something that we
had to do first....
We had to bury the hatchet
and ride Aladin's
carpet to visit Valhalla,
... there's nothing to it,
it's only simple geometry
in your head.

This is a call, I would like to know,
When and how I'll ****
this hunger,
This is my shield, what do you feel,
when I lay it down upon the ground?
No matter, I'm careless,
I need my shield to keep my feathers,
You're sadder, yet fearless,
so find a meaning to this near-miss,
We'll swirl around in a
coffee cup and face another day,
I've adopted this here little pup,
he's got some things to say,
"Bark, bark, Romeo".

Under the light of the moon,
beneath the sheets or
someplace new, remember this,
No matter how you got there,
treasure the moment,
One day you will wake up
and the wind on your
cheeks will remind you of
that and nothing can take
away the way you felt,
for there are a million
books that you have read
and there is only one 'You',
Collect what you feel and
write the things you
would like to read... the book
that describes you, in all
your glory.

Sirens sing as an old man
raises the sails,
A new day means a new adventure
at sea,
For every song the sirens sing,
a cloud disappears from
the horizon,
With every passing moment the
old man grew more and more
curious of what this
trip had in store for him,
He may not see the sirens
by his side but sung their
song under his breath,
He may not have known this
would be his final trip but
felt so content,
He may not know many things
but caught himself thinking...
Oh what a wonderful day
this would be...
And he sailed away.

"No one knew me" - said the boy,
the sounds of traffic almost
drowned out that responce,
"But did you know anyone?" - said
his mother,
"No, mom, I wanted to find out
how people would react...",
"Well, you could have picked
better ways to check, and
besides, your scar hasn't fully
healed yet, you shouldn't be
outside right now",
"But it was the right time...",
For a brief moment mother
and son both stood and looked
at eachother with demanding
looks on their faces when a
man in a checkered suit walked
down the sidewalk and stopped
right infront of them,
"May I give you an advice?"
- said the man, who looked
to be in his 50's,
The mother, looking rather
confused, responded - "Of what
do you speak of?",
"Well, ma'am, you do look very
stressed and I was thinking
of giving you this here stress ball
and your son... well, he
does look like a talented one,
I can spot these, so he can
have my harmonica",
Not knowing whether to lash
out or be intrigued, the
mother said with grinding teeth
- "And the advice?",
"Ah yes, of course, I digress.
Now, I don't want to sound
like an old fool, but... I
shall say to you these few
words: Water is eternal,
there's no life on Mars,
we are living in a simulated
world and our next
president will be an alien
from another dimension",
With that off his chest,
the man walked away,
leaving the mother and son
to feel the confusion...
You really did expect a
meaningful ending, didn't you?