Celebrate the joy of life in every day struggles and strife
Look back and ponder the pages of the past.
Keep looking forward to the bubble of dreams

Writing down ideas will open our minds and someday free us
Catch the moment through guts and feelings

Watch your head crashing through the ceiling.
See believing scraping through for some true meaning

Driving, striving, just Trying
to be more in this life than just Dying.

Tripping, slipping, stumbling then climbing
Back up again can be so humbling.

Crying, and piling the sighing,
To unleash the freedom of the I and I lion.

Stealing the feeling of healing
All we are is a soul full of being.

I ain’t got nothin’ but my green guitar

I was getting on track but I crashed my car

Spend my days in different ways

Always lookin back through the haze

Crime always pays but in terrible ways

Can leisure living be forgiving?

While I sip on my irish jav

I could miss out on the things I could have

Motivation, Could it be my salvation?

Just me and my green guitar

Changes are we’ll go far

holding the balance, my heart is green...never will i be dishonest or unseen.
my blood & my being are both in the colour of red, just like that of the arch angel we both dred.
I have & enjoy my open communication with you..... so, i speak my words intently right out of the blue.
I go with my gut pulling from yellow.....for i know that i am a kind and decent fellow.
The spark is orange that gives all its life...i bring it in to sight with loving voilet, NOT with the vision of a haters knife.
Indigo is the place where it all comes in....and is weaved into form with the creators manifesting pin.

Eqyptian pots of lemon copper
Poles, wires, and rubber
Holds up the electric fires
High in the sky – millions of volts to give the illuminating jolt

Their innovative measures gave way for modern day clevers
We sit in our cages, warm and cozy while tungsten bulbs warm our pages

Pharos would be proud of todays electric microwaves and ranges
For they the godly ones endured, lit up and paved the way

Cellulose, stalagtite, cellular device
Short term abbreviations, quick talk slows the nations.
English language spread so wide,
Multiple meanings for them to lie and hide.
Dumbing down the whole population
Dumbing down the whole generation
Dumb corrupt slavery nation
So many frequencies in these feeble heads
Which ones are they ******* with to make us do something else instead
Drone ants marching all day
Building, munching,  texting our intelligence away.

Nerves a twitching under silent anticipation
Been chosen to speak in quiet constant contemplation
Out of nowhere, here I am on the 11th path of Bala presentation
The equation of this fun situation, got me dreaming through the pipe of this freedom nation
I love the thought of me on a station
Or even on a page rather than in a cold cage of their creation
The courts are deceiving, they’ve got us believing that the way it is, is just the way it is
I’m more than a number on a indoctrinate discloser.
I’m a talented pure potentially grounded, loving creature