/////

the light

Out across the waters

along the wharf

Images of sailor boys

Come from out the darkness

•

writing the story with our lives

//

War

Peace

Labor

Slavery

||||

Out across the waters

/////

We write the story with our lives

And are gone

( yeah --- it's all about cowardice , ain't it ? )

//

                                           ( Like anyone gonna answer honestly !! )

////

That's what we're all afraid of

Ain't it ?

HONESTY

// //

•

We're too cowardly to answer

I do believe

///

if it's REAL

we be GONE !

­               


////  • ||
<>
/  (  (  \

######

                                             ( well -- ya hafta start somewhere )

//

                                                                            


                 )
•
(                


                                                            ^^^

No one sees her anymore

::

                                                                                    


(                          
                                       )
(      
                            )      
(
\/
/\
/    \

^^^^^^^^^^

^^^^

Up on Logan mountain lives a saint

//

He does not cut himself with razor blades

So you might think his life is boring

Or that he knows not love

( he does )

//

//

upon Logan mountain you are free

To see the world as it is

//

He and I sit there alone

It's sorta funny in a stupid way

//   //

//

From here you can see

Everyone is a puppet

And who pulls the strings

//

Logan mountain !

The beating heart of humanity

//

Gentle he is

The sacred love floating on the Breeze

\  love   /
#

gentleness

Genuine / sincere

//

We come from

the BEGINNING

unto

THIS VERY DAY !

//

( all together now )

•

gentleness is strength

:::

In the park where every child

Becomes glad when we appear

//

In love in the rain

////

These times are broken let us not go there

//

We walk the long road to the hill

We see the mountain up ahead

•

•

Many the forces meant to tear us asunder

Let us not be the traitor or the betrayed

///

Many are dying

( can't you see ? )

Most are crying silently

//

//

Poems are written

Songs are song

//

The healing is over

Or just begun

//

In a little while we shall know

bout if we just lie there broken

Or get up and grow

////

Another dead day done

Another day denying

That we do not know how

To dream anymore

//

Once more the girl

Gags on her own lies

And falls down broken

Onto the street

//

She cries and cries

But she gets no sympathy

//

The hours spin reality above our heads

lonely children call our names out loud

//

Still we try maintain our fantasy

•

•

The girl lies broken

( so she does say )

The passersby

Simply laugh at her

And go on their way

//

The dead day done

perhaps the girl shall rise

Perhaps she'll have a light in her eyes

Perhaps perhaps

A lot of things

//

But

She don't know how to dream anymore

All the little cow girls come rolling in

( moo !  moo ! )

LOOK ! LOOK !

Here comes DA BULL !

( moo !  moo ! )

All the little girl cows come rolling in

///

Gonna be a hot time in the pasture tonight !

( moo ! moo ! )

//

Tomorrow ?

Off to the Slaughter House

//

//

Girl cows           Cow girls

Just

Dead Meat

////

WE ARE ALL ONLY BEGINNERS

( AS LOVERS )

WE HARDLY KNOW HOW TO       TOUCH

•

WE ARE        ALL    ONLY BEGINNERS

( AS LOVERS )

WE HARDLY KNOW HOW TO     TOUCH

•

WE ARE ALL      ONLY BEGINNERS

( AS LOVERS )

WE HARDLY KNOW HOW TO     TOUCH

///
///

///

but ( alas )

We are too proud to admit this Obvious truth

So we shall continue to mutilate

Each other

And to be proudly mutilated

like the children we are

Playing house

Like we were adults

••

Yes

It is WE OURSELVES

who rob OURSELVES

of our childhood

And no one else !

//

as we so pompously EXPECT

some other kid to

HAVE IT ALL TOGETHER

while we play the

INNOCENT FOOL

//

selling your simple right to grow up

For ****** power and prowess

pretending that all the meaningless pain

Will not be imbedded forever

In your minds and hearts

WE ARE ALL ONLY BEGINNERS ......

get it ?

learning

( remember that concept ? )

Not competing

YOU ARE NOT BUDDING STARS

ON AMERICAN IDOL

But the youth of AMERICA
The youth of the WORLD

learning and growing

in the most loving way you can

///

she's a movin on out
To where she can be seen

To where she can known

To where her love can start to grow

She's a movin on out
DOWN THE ROAD



( ?you?)



Ain't no winners or losers

Liars or such

WE ARE ALL
ONLY BEGINNERS

AS LOVERS

WE HARDLY KNOW HOW TO TOUCH

she's a movin on out

DOWN THE ROAD

__

(?you?)

/////

)(
/()\
)(
                 /\                

                                              ­                                ? My love ?

•

                            nothing is forgotten !

( It is written in the Akashic Records )                                  

Your boyfriend

Shall ***** you over   FOREVER

//

Why you let him ?

In the Akashic Record , forever !

/:/

You say

ERASE ME FROM YOUR MEMORY !

•

But no one can erase anything

From the Akashic Record
              
••

Only

Your total honest understanding

Spoken of

Freely and gladly

Can do a thing to save your Name

in the dime store yesterday

//

Poor people !!!!

•

then the police man come

So all us good folk

are glad

••

Poor people !

••

look ! look !

See the girl

Walking lovely down the street

good ! good  !

Here comes the Priest

Grabs the girl and takes her home

::::

we watch our dying on T V

//

eatin snacks as we *******

//

Life itself is a ***** show

//

Knock BIG GOVERMENT  with

All your might

::

Time to vote ?

GET IN LINE

( heads are turning

Left and Right )

••

thinkin

JERKING OFF FUGKS UP MY MIND

hey

Maybe I use a REAL GIRL next time !

//

But REAL GIRLS is hard to find

with their razor blades and ***** eyes

........ come eat

•
•
•

( one simple sacred breath

moving out across                          

                                            these          Times )

//

you can do it

really

||
||
||

You can let your ego die

||
||
||

we are the stuff of legends

Of all ancient stories

Of the pure mythologies

//

We who are born free

Must challenge this world

( and it's ugliness )

•

You really can't be free while others are slave

as we have come to know

///

You cannot live while wondering

SHOULD I HIDE MY SCARS

OR LET THEM SHOW !?

//
//
//

The FOOL

walks the rainy day and makes it his own

//

The REAL POWER returns

and calls your name

//

If you want to , say

HERE I AM

//

a vow once made

That can't be changed

                                                

                              
                       )
       •
(      


                                                                             ^^^

little the kid

Sitting in the mouth of the alleyway

What a FOOL !

                                                   ( wearing black skin )

what's he trying to prove , anyhow ? )

Here in the bowels of hell

( the hobgoblin country

Called AMERICA ! )

///

tiny poet eyes

seeking the true wisdom here

//

We wallow in the cesspool

Of infatuation

Pretending to be in love

///

We pay homage to images we have fabricated

From out our fearfulness

•

We trade our potential originality

For the sterility of the Poisoned Pen

That marks our claim to the bounty

of jealousy and

Of possessiveness


••

The little kid

Sitting in the mouth of the alleyway

the FOOL

:::

( true poet boy )

•

we walk on by

We do not even see him there

Behind the veil of his black skin

she is free
( do you know her ? )                                                                ­    
//

a Tree is growing in the desert

we were once strangers

( not anymore )

••

In bonds of  righteousness assembled

//

The Mighty Forces come to serve us

The waters of the world bend towards us

//

A Tree is growing in the desert

Righteous people !

( come YE strangers )

Everybody is surely welcome

//

Mighty Forces feed

The light now shining in the desert

•

We were strangers

Now we

Are a Mighty Force of righteousness

Growing stronger in the desert

Uniting all strangers in knowing embrace

//

the TREE OF LIFE

Making a GARDEN in the WILDERNESS

//

The very seed that becomes the WORLD

)
/  (? (? \
/ \
                 ••••

Really

If we as a human race don't

Get It Together

REAL soon

( like by Yesterday )

We shall not survive

And death will be more ugly

Than the drippings from ****** wrists

On the bathroom floor

.///.

We can play any game we choose

To hide ourselves from the reality

••

The

I'M LOOKING FOR MY TRUE LOVE game

The

**** EVERYONE game

The

PUMP ME TILL YE DUMP ME
AND THEN I'LL CRY game

The

I'M SEEKING GOD  or
SPITITUAL ENLIGNTENMENT game

The

I' M DEPRESSED
WHERE ARE MY MEDS
( PRESCRIBED OR OTHERWISE ) game

Etc

//

We will not survive

/:/

We will die

We will die enslaved and ugly

/:/

Unless we TRULY

GET IT TOGETHER

AND

UNITE OUR EFFORTS

TO PROTECT OURSELVES

AND ALL OTHERS

AND TO BRING THE WORLD

AND ALL ITS PEOPLE

FREE FROM THE INDECENT INVADERS

WHO HAVE CAPTURED THRU LIES

ALL THAT IS SACRED

INCLUDING OUR VERY LIVES

AND THE PUREST FEELINGS

OF OUR BODIES

CONCERNING MATTERS

OF FAITH AND LOVE

//

This we should promise each other

Every time 2 hearts meet

With every breath we take

In total honesty and  humble gratitude

For this opportunity

To find the deepest core of being

The righteous adventure

The ONLY MEANING

••

we are already born

We are already here

We don't have to do anything

But accept the actuality

Of the simplicity

Of what we are

)(                   ^                   )(
^
<^>
////  • ||
<>
                             )
                  ####
                / \    / \

            LOVE                                              ­                                      
                          ­                                           ( into the Unknown )

••

golden footsteps

                                                      ­                 ( forever seen )

//

We come to the Eternal Fire

Eventually

•

tiny cabin in the hills

//

Peasants from the fields

Appear in the magic moment

Of dream's release

///

Why is it:

THOSE WHO ARE LEAST FULLY  ALIVE

Are the most afraid to die ?

YES

WHY IS IT ?

||
•
||

we see the storm of war approaching

//

( Don't we ? )

//

Who knows what we know or see

//

Little children

Born in these most alien times

DO NOT GET WRITTEN ON !!!

( YOU ARE HERE TO WRITE ! )

//

and tell the story

That is the world

//

( there is a fire burning

A cabin in the hills )

//

Come

We shall go humbly

There is a promise made

Must be fulfilled

Wow !

I was sitting here ******* reading poems

and for some reason

Yours made me

YANK ON IT

a little bit harder

And by the *** all over the place

I guess I liked it !!

•

I can't make a comment to say just why

For I fear

I may thusly become

Involved with you       and ideas

In general

( and thus be drawn into the community )

Of poets

                                            -- Or the community of man

and this to me seems very dangerous

and beyond the scope of my intentions

//

Keep up with the *** **** though

After I clean up a bit

I'll be ready to

Rock n Roll again !

( if ya know what I mean !!! )

WOW !
I CAN RELATE TO THAT !

Means

---

Your poem solidifies all of my

Preconceptions and prejudices

and acts as armor and protection

Against all the poets and poems

Who are trying to ****** me into

Thinking for myself and goading me on

To change my ways

//

THANKS !!

----
----

GREAT WRITE !

means

---

The form of the poem was such that I was able

To avoid

Any real intrusion into my sanctuary

Of its content

I find the content of poems quite challenging

And disturbing

Like someone is trying to wake me up

And insist that

I too !

Am real .... !

-------
------

CONGRATS !

YOU MADE THE DAILY !!

Means

------

a poem is just a " selfie "

Sexted to friends !

you sure looked cute in that one!

lol...... !

---

---

( what we are really telling each other )

---

Life is ******

I'm ******

You're ******

Everyone is ******

So

Let's all eat **** and die

we can not fight for freedom

For only free men can fight at all

•

we can not search for love

For only lovers know what we seek

•

•

So how can we proceed at all ?

•

•

in the simple song proceeds the dawn

//         //

Yes !

You may recieve all that you need

If you promise to share it

With all who        want

:::

freedom & love

( these are not commodities )

///

Come !

This world's been STOLEN !

all truth had been COMPROMISED !

( corporately PRIVATIZED ) -----

What the **** does that mean ! )

///

and I mean

WHAT THE **** DOES     ..... THAT ... MEAN !

meaning

ANSWER !

now

OR FOREVER BE A SLAVE

//

You cannot fight for freedom

You cannot search for love

//

but

Be still until

You become

LIFE ITSELF

/:/

&

Look around you !

Ah yes !

EVERYONE

... There might be human beings

with real human emotions

Living in THIS world

...

Helping us see the world and to see each other

//

But no

They are mechanical death defying

Stunt shows

Where humans are mere adjuncts

To an dystopian reality

That ( as intended ) numb us

To the reality that is really our own

As we sit there stuffing down popcorn

Saying stuff like

GREAT SPECIAL EFFECTS

Or

NICE **** ON THAT BABE WOW!

Or

THIS IS EVEN BETTER THAN THE

PREVIOUS 6 of the franchise

( franchise -- a new movie term

::

Really --- it is our hapless

MIND getting MINED

That is the franchise )

••

It is more DEATH

it is ALL death

//

sexing us up

getting us used to the NEW POLICE STATE

which is our reality

And

As corporately intended

Driving us from

Each other ( and possible sanity )

Into the world of addictive numbness

And lovelessness

////

WE ARE THE ONLY MOVIE !

WE ARE ..... THE STARS

WE ARE IN THE

IMPROMPTU STREET THEATRE

OF LIFE

TAKE BACK YOUR SOULS !

TAKE BACK YOUR HEARTS !

TAKE BACK YOUR MINDS !

you can you know

Yes yes

Yes you can

what would he be thinking ... (?)

::

But

( I finally conclude )

""

Isn't this just another way of saying

IF .........I

HAD MY HEAD ON STRAIGHT

WHAT WOULD ......I

BE THINKING ?

//

In truth

The question is

WHAT AM I DOING

AND WHAT DO I THINK IS GOING ON ?

//

then I see

That the issue is really

One of             bow important do I think I am

Or

One of       how relevant is my existence in the scheme of things

//

I walk on

OH ****

HERE I AM  !

//

Forget the super powers !

The super heroes !

The invincible robotic warriors !

//

ITS JUST ME

AND HERE I AM

And what I'm doing

I think I really know

And how to do it ?

Well here you are too

                                          


Looking down

To the homeless child on the street


Looking back I see

Her twitching **** on the sweaty sheets

And the dead mother in her eyes

••

It's funny

How we finally meet

And we always meet

Inevitably

///


to what degree loveless *** makes

The boudoir seem to be a ******* room

Reveals the essence of the Man

//

( but of course --- some men --- and women !  --

Prefer the sterility of " mere function "

And the sense of safety thus provided )

••

••

Will we become robots before robots become man !

••
••

We die real easy unless we don't

//////
•

The prison walls are mere illusion

You can only hide for a little while

//////

I read the poem from a mother trying to save her children

()

Real feelings !!!

( coming from oh so very far away )

The boudoir walls are thick with lust

Nothing can penetrate

Till all walls just fade away

//

Our comments

GREAT READ , MOM !

KEEP FIGHTING !

sound as hollow as our hearts

|||||

in the ******* the untouched bodies weep

Hey YOU !

GET YOUR *** OVER HERE !

fills the empty spaces where no one is

//////

The homeless children stagger on

The childless mother moans

//

The world around us changing shapes

)(      )(
(   •  •  )
( ~ )
/ ( • • )\

//////////

she walks alone the dark city streets
Amid the cries of ****

The howls of greedy men

The hungry ******

And her own growling angry lust

///

Alone in the rain

She walks an endless night

No love in sight

//

Love ?

She no longer knows just what that means

( She never knew - how can she now ? )

••

Soaking wet

She sits down on a bench and weeps

Beneath a silent sky

And a deadly timelessness

:::

She is tense

She does not really breathe

Alone and wet

In the dark with grief

••

I ' M ALL WET she says

WHAT 'S WRONG WITH ME ?

//

a voice replies IT'S RAINING

•   •

She feels a sudden intake of air

A rush of calm

Like a released prayer

A total peace settling in

She looks around

With her own eyes again

///

She thinks

IT'S RAINING !

THE PAIN IS FROM WITHOUT

NOT FROM WITHIN

WHATEVER IT IS / ITS NOT OF ME

IM STILL WHOLE

IM STILL FREE

//

she vows to sit there the whole night

To  restore time

To restore light

To regain the morning's peace

To feel again the dawn of grace

//

The water drips down from her face

She opens her mouth and dares to taste

Once again

The joy of life

"""""""""""""""

                                                         loveless       loveless       loveless

••

child         child          child                                                        
                                                                    (     walking in the rain    )

///

what happened to you girl ?

You looking most insane

I look into your eyes

Your fear is making me afraid

•
               •
                              •

                                                       Oh

Rain

Oh                              
                                                          Rain

//

You are dyin ugly ,  babe

••

loveless              
                             loveless
                                                                       loveless

                                                                                    Oh

..... ...... did you think that
                                             I would not appear ?  

•

Here I am
( I am here with the truth )                          

//

Days assemble  and the light is loosed

The streets they tremble
And lovers uncover

Purest feelings              Between one and another

///

Time stands still

( We are in ancient sacred attire )

Only the holy eternal fire

Shall guide us forever now

Thru the years

•

I am here

( like I promised you )

•

Let us simply stand  together

( I always knew that you'd come too )

I always really trusted in you

........•....:...

Here we are

Lovely we are

Love is here

Now and hence forever

(   ain't YE got dem

******* Blues ?   )

//
//

please tell my baby sister

Not to do what I have done

But to shun that House

of pain and misery

They call the Rising Sun

///

You can sell your self for money

You can sell yourself for love

//

You can walk the day  free     And not  as a slave

If you really want

//

If you really want

•

can you love someone without wanting *** ?
Can you want *** from someone without loving them ?

Hey , maybe the boy you want who you say is rejecting you

Is really transgender
Or gay

//

To profile someone as a REJECTOR
or a BETRAYER

is no different than labeling the person by

Race , religion , nationality , or orientation

BUT WE LIKE TO CONSIDER OURSELF

THE TOUCHSTONE

BY WHICH  EVERYTHING IS MEASURED

//

we might think it honest

To yield unto others the tolerance we crave ourselves

:::::

So

Why does a love that seems strong change ?

•

Because some times it should

//

And so we sing

//

Please tell my baby sister

Not to do what I have done ........

//

...  we really mean

when we say .....  Everything

••

temporarily tolerant is what we mean when we say

I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER COMPLETELY

//

//

I love to look deep into your eyes

Means

I am looking for your weaknesses

••

When you are given

Not roses

But a box full of used razor blades

It might be that someone is up to no good

( But don't be judgemental )

//

//

I gave you everything and you betrayed me

Means

I met someone an hour ago but they were married

But I like to hurt people so I ' ll lie about it

//

Just a little bit is all we got to give

But let's give it honestly

And that's how we shall be received

I write of self mutilation -- therefore I am

//

In these the dumbed down
Down sized days

To call someone a pea - brain is a compliment

••

The girl ate **** and said :

HEY , I ATE ****

I MUST BE STUPID

and thought she was very clever

For making the observation

///

she let some boy who she knew didn't love her

**** her .... and when he left her she said

THE TRAITOR !  HE DIDNT REALLY LOVE ME !

//

she wrote about it to her fellow sad sack losers

On hello poetry

And was so praised for her insightful sensitivity

That she ran off to find another boy who she

Was certain didn't love her so she could do it again

//

Thusly great poetry is formed

//

Pretty soon

No one will even have a brain at all

|||~|||

00

We sing our love songs to the love that  we do not share

we sing in praise of the pain we create !

•

•
•••

we look into each other 's eyes

and into the dying image there

And feel at home , safe and secure

//

Days become years

Yet it is always today

//

The ******* lady ?

Hey girl

There you are

) (  ) (
/\
/\

beauty marries death and rebirth is born

||

we -- add up the score --- but  some    1   is misplaced

•

( in the shadows hiding )

•

It's alright

•

Rebirth grows up and marries faith

And lo !   -- truth is born

||

Truth marries love and

Here I am

--

The simple story

( the only   1    --

Emerges from the shadows eventually )

Of a Hello Poetry

"'Poet ""

//

We are not lovers

We are writers of love poems

///

We have no real feelings about anything

We write about the simplest act  --- ( ******* )
And invent emotions about it
because we are ignorant of all real , human things

//

Is there a connection between ******* and loving ?

How the **** would we know !

//

We know the society is out to crush us

This we find unbearable

••

We are too paralyzed with fear to actually function
Consciously

So we simply **** and call it supreme

//

We are not lovers

We are writers of love poems

•

Our love poems contain no love

We don't care

Soon we shall be dead

0
/\
/\

•

In truth we are not humans

But hobbits living in middle earth

And faced with the greatest evil

Ever assembled

//

We shall either unite and try to live

Or continue calling

Our inane ******* love

And become so weak

We simply die

""

This we know and have known

//

And we are doing according

To our own secret hidden plans

/\

What we call love is merely

The agreed upon mutual attempt

To enslave someone in a

Morbidly possessive emotional morass

Of fake feelings enhanced by staged and practiced gestures

And sound byte inane responses to

Mutually agreed upon indications

That some intimacy occurred

""

It is an obviously fake front engaged in

In order to hide from that fact that in fact

The whole world is being ****** over by forces

We cannot contend with

So we whine and pout about the meaningless

As an excuse for our inability to deal

With what is real

//

We may break out of it and try to truly love

And really live

Or not

•

It seems like most of us have chosen love

As a  form of suicide

In that we can pretend we are too

Broken

To live

••

We have become too ugly

To really expect love from anyone

Or to love anyone we know to be

As crazy and ugly as we are

//

We have chosen to NOT be chosen

//

Why ?

I don't know

//

/ ( • ) ( • ) \
/  \

__

____

the seed of                 .......         (?)

we ride invisible great Stallions

to hills in a world unseen

And drink holy nectar and wield

Weapons unknown

By man

•

We vow

To never talk of our poisoned love again

Our violated and violating

Filthiness

Our *****  & ****** bodies

Our ugly beliefs

In morbid capitalistic *** crazed feelings

Of superiority & possessiveness

//

We vow to stop trying to enslave one another

//

We are done

//

We shall only do one thing

""0""

The silence is the sacred

Only pure solitude remains

•

Upon the great Stallions we ride toward

Unseen hills in the mystic unknown lands

//

We shall speak only in the ancient sacred tongues

We shall respect one another

••

We shall bear no loyalty at all

:::

We shall only bear true witness to each other

We shall bathe our slutty bodies in still waters

()

We are done with this slavery

//

We shall die

•

But for at least a moment

We shall act like human beings

)          (
/\

////////

one .... more
                                              cryin child

& one more yet to come

|•|

we have thrown it
                                        all away , my friend

we ain't got

Nothin left

~•~
||

One more ****** broken kid

Who don't know what he did

But he's doing it again

/////

All we doin is dyin

We' ll keep doin till we're dead

•

We threw it all away

And now there's nothin left

//

Just the cryin children

And the demons getting ready to be fed

....just a staggering down the road

                                                   ||| ( away from the dawn )

x

and a young kid said to me

WHERE ARE  YOU GOING ?

and I said

I HAVE ALL THE PAIN I CAN TAKE

SO I AM SIMPLY       WALKING ALONG

///

and he said

WHY DONT YOU JUST GO OVER THERE

( pointing towards a Mighty Tree )

SIT DOWN AND HEAL YOURSELF

AND THEN YOU CAN BE

OF SOME USE TO YOURSELF

AND TO THE WORLD

AMD THUS TO ME ?

///

arrogant kid !

I keep walking          (  I am free ! )

But

His heavy gaze upon me turned me round

•

ALRIGHT     I said

Gazed upon the  Tree

Went over and sat down

//

Now

I must say

It wasn't easy

You know

Just to allow myself to actually FEEL

ALL

the PAIN

inside myself

//

In fact

It hurt like hell

•

But

( also )

It was amazing the manner in which

the Pain  released itself

( once the games of blame and shame were gone )

And

( I got to admit )

It really didn't take that long

///

& I thought

100 YEARS OF KARMA GONE

///

I turned to the kid and smiled and said

ALRIGHT

THAT 'S DONE

COME ON

( & turning back to the source of dawn )

I GUESS ITS TIME

TO GO HOME

(
       (
                   (
                     \/
                     /\
                      /   \
                   •
          •  
•  

/////

death is come

( you too --- little poet child )                                  


First ------ raw pain

( have you felt it   ? )
  

And a sense of lovelessness unexplained

( I'm sure you know  that  one ! )


A feeling of uselessness / depression / no energy

( fading away )

////////

Dying

We are all ( simply ) dying !!

•

So

Despite all our rantings and numb loving

and self abusing

The fact remains

•

We are dying

•

We are being slowly and systematically poisoned

///

We are of the population set to be reduced

So that others may be sustained

••

MURDERED

( if you will )

()
/\
/ \
,,,,,,,,,,

We should say goodbye to one another

Or

Truly
Surely

Sincerely

Finally meet and say HELLO

()
/\
/ \

                                                               ( look ! There's one ! )
""

better look quickly he'll soon be dead                                        ••

X

7 drone airplanes in the sky

Circling slowly above his head

"" ••"""

1000 vultures blaze from the NIGHT

//

all the Vision of 6 Million MINDS

( • )    ( • )
/\

oh YE young girls !

Will you ever achieve motherhood ?

It's his blood dripping from your wounds

••

Little soon to be murdered boy

The only child in god's eye

( saith BUCKMINSTER  FULLER )

||                     ||

( it should also be noted here that ancient scriptural languages
are free of "tenses" -- and that their use of the " past tense "--

to give them a historical basis

is a complete sham and shows them them to be

Deceptions )

••

••

2 hearts ?
1 heart ?

in the embrace of every stranger

We live

•

We drink pure water before it rains

Before it flows down from the hills

//

Love exists as a gift only

()

I see your naked body in the sacred lonely places
In the park

Where the hobos dance
& the bag ladies sing

///

Me and god go walking thru the country lanes

Wondering when you shall appear

//

//

And here you are !!

•

                                            ( god is a verb )

•

You do know

that

We are more powerful than all the evil of the world ?

//

The singer and the song are one and the same

+                                                                ­                    +    +


(                          
        ­                            )
       (                    
              )
(
\/
/\
/    \

                                                          ­         ( reveal yourself to Me )
                
               ####

I am the love   ...
                                                             ­   (   & you , too  ?   )

WE                                    !!

//

we heard the mountain song

( who was singing  ? )

::::

now ...
                                                           ( when everyone is so afraid )
!!                                                             ­                               
•
•


there can be no love if there is fear of dying

•
•

                                                     ­ ( say it as you will )

The pathway leads thru
All the illusions

That make up           This World                                           !!

|~|

I love a girl and she loves me

( symbolically  speaking )

Certain symbols are the only way
To express reality

•

( words like

Naked

Words like

Pure )

//                   //

We may say

SADNESS IS NOT MENTAL ILLNESS

but would we know what we mean ?

//

like

THE TREE OF LIFE

//

are we really talking about

A ...... tree ?

()

Listen !

The song on the breeze

It is your face merging into god ' s Word

God 's World

God's long forgotten Infancy

//

God's YOU!

God's ME !

000

the times breathe heavy

But so do WE

////

I think it's time for us to Dance

//

To be the Seed

//

Of the Earth Itself

Of Humanity

like Matt says

WW3 is on its way

///

see / if you are just a kid

you may not understand what it's all about

But

Those that do are stressing on it

And you are around them all the time

"""""""

Your teachers
Your parents

Your neighbors
Etc

The older you are the clearer you see it
The more deeply you feel the stress
and know what it is

And if you are a kid you feel ( and completely so )
Everybody else's stress but you think it's origins

Is inside yourself ........

and hence ......... The depressions

The sense of unworthiness
The lovelessness
Etc

//

Now
To explain myself a bit

I am 70 years old

Kinda isolated

//

I talk to the elders ( so to speak )

They are very busy !

The 40-50 year olds are still saying
It's just a political thing

But by their stress we know they know better

//

I try to talk to them

But they get agitated quite easily

( which is how you can know they know )

///

kids do what you kids out there do

So there's no need to describe it

•

All I've been trying so say to you -- is

Please stop hurting yourselves

& that the forces that are driving you

Are not your own but our horrors

And that it seems that the combining

*** with love

Is kinda messing up your heads

And

That both are sacred

But they are not the same thing

•

Love is more universal and only if you start

By each one really loving all of the rest

As a natural phenomena

( in fact -- a natural Right )

As a prelude to the " pairing up " business

Can you survive

•

( happiness ?

we can talk of THAT later ! )

//

So

if I have seemed harsh or seem harsh or seem harsh

In the future

It's not from lack of love

///

Matt says

Sept 2015 !

THE COLLAPSE OF AMERICA !

The people I still talk to say the same

/:/

I don't say this to stress you out

But the stress levels and the public evasiveness

Will intensify drastically in the months ahead

"""""

So like I said

IT IS REALLY THE TIME TO LOOK COMPLETELY

TOWARD YOUR INNER STRENGTH

TO LOOK TOWARDS EACH OTHER

AND TO NOT SEEK SALVATION IN FANTASY

both are sure to come

                                                           ­                  ( be ready )

()

The grandma rocks the baby in loving arms

|||

If

We don't go to War anymore

Perhaps we shall be conquered

If

We don't go to War anymore

Perhaps there shall be peace

::::

She came in a blaze of night

She said  -- from a distant star

Her eyes were full of fire

She held a Cross-bow long and golden

••

Perhaps the only thing that we can do

Is meditate and tell the truth

••

We see our         scars

(         We only got one mind

We only got one        heart      )


What have we got left to lose ?

//

//

Me ?

I'm going with that girl

( You know

The one from the the distant star )

The one with the Cross-bow

long and golden

//

Death and re-birth

//

The baby held rocking in her grandma's arms

just a  question

                                                     ( written on the wind )

•

•

gathering strength

(  Together  )                    

:::

why are we just waitin ?

We know the days  set to come

//

The faces of all the children

Are all the same

•

( without love )

•      •

Every one addicted

To some thing

||

( Hidin from the pain )

••

Let's all take a walk together

////

Simple as

The grace  you so gently are showing

••

••

Thru the high school corridors

Where the young girls wave

There cute little ***** in the young boys' face

and tell them their ******* are Heaven 's Gate

///

..... She walks on

Outside to the sun and the fields and the hills

And to the true children who  surely await

••

by the Wishing Well

they ask for pure water

And nothing else

//

Soft and truly .... Lovely

Is love

//

Warriors and angels intermingle

||

The school burns down in ugly flames

•

They stand and watch for a little while

///

­                               



                         (  
                                      •
                        ­                             )



^^^^

the nakedness of the eternal marketplace

For excuses for our lack of real love

//

( salvation on the cheap )

she sells her body expecting Indulgences

from the Church Of Human *******

///

( mating like swine we please our masters )

•

The chill winds that numb us

And mask the fact that we are already numb

//

We talk so playfully of pain and death

To mask the fact that we are terrified

Of any thought of an after-life

//

the little boy

( over there ! )                                                
Are you surprised

                                       That he looks just like you ?

••

I love you girl

I love you for your floppy *****

Spread your legs quickly

Soon I'll be gone

||||

the little girl

Sleeping underneath the bridge

Go tell the kids

Then we'll go have some fun

••

pretend we are policemun !

//

( true ameriguns ! )

//

We could simple be loving but why ?

••

We are lost / almost gone

//

Who is pure ?

We know !

NO ONE

)(                )(

////  • ||
<>

##     ##

                                                             ­ ( she is always here )

••

SPOILER ALERT !

----

this poem shall have no images of

Slit wrists

Battling jealous *******

Heart thumping dependency turning

Into insipid hateful rants

No appeal to your poetic ego

Describing you as the most sensitive

Creatures known to man

No phony poignant pain / pointing

Toward dramatic suicide

No

None of these

/////

and why ?

//////

Because

:::
:::


My love

                                                     ( she is always here )

0
/\
/\

/////

chop the wood
carry the water

•

( and all the separate days
                                        the separate worlds

found          THE REST       and became ONE )

//

Jesus

Crossing the great barrier ( man from man )

the sacred sabbath

each man is lord

( the simplest truth - incarnate )

••

We are only whole when we shed our vanity

Our special love ( and lover !)

Human or God

///

ELI ELI LAMA SABBATH TANI

""

NAMASTE

"""""

( I am you and you are me and we are all together )

• •

Chop the wood
Carry the water

••

Man

Acting like an animal

Is a Slave

//

The sabbath

( it's my birthday too
Yeah )