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all you lazy mother *******

Everyone


••

<(  .. a little 8 yr old kid

And her bicycle

Lying in the street in a

Pool of blood ...  )>


)(

I SEE THE DRAGONS

CIRCLING IN THE SKY

.... But no one else does !!! ....

•

**** !

They GOTTA be there !

)!(


A beautiful girl may inspire

You to love

BUT NOT NECESSARILY TO LOVE HER !!


:::

We all know this

But to acknowledge it

Would reveal just how ******* our poetry

Really is !!!!

)(


)(

And how ******* our lives are

)(

We are dying


Most of us are dead

)(

{< ... We don't know what love is (!) ... >}


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soon soon

world war 3

///

Then you will be officially dead

And you won't have to keep
Pretending


••••


••••

We are the stuff of pure pathos

;;

Whinning about ... Love !!!

::

Whinning in the most

Pathetically selfish ways

::

The term "" broken heart "

Is now the stuff of sick jokes

Of really

Very sick people

••


""

Years pass soft and slow

You can be an angel if you want

••


You can be an actual human being

If you'd try

.

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Rebel


:::

the last of the dead images !!!!

We shall not ptretend anymore

)(

The streets are not fit to carry our dreams

To the beauty of the hills

)(

We are simple beings


•


We shall rebel

;;;

We are not petty little white boys waiting for

Our fix

•


We too are men

••

We shall gather all the lovers together


The rest do not exist anymore

••

Out of the bars and into heart of man

We are

Simple warriors with shining eyes

"


We are not just petty white boys

Looking for our next fix

••


We too are real



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.


The long ride

Thru the great dessert

Visions of a California

In the midnight dream

••

••

she

( Memory )

::

We used to talk of love

We wanted so desperately to know

The world


Now we just grovel here

Amid the rest


Of the homeless and terrified


•••

••

•

We refuse to truly

Identify ourselves

We pretend to be merely a

Figment of light in the heart of

The earth's great shadows

we talk numbly of the pain of

Our lovelessness


But we really are not seeking love


•


COME !

IT IS  TIME

TO RIDE !!!

//


do something real !


live ...... (?)


Or just die


no one really cares anymore


about your self inflicted sorrow

Or your general sense

Of cowardliness


.

.


we know this is not reality

||||

it's time to go

There is no love in this poisoned world

•


Come

Let us build a new one


Let us share our strength

( which is what love is )


<>


this corrupt and filthy place !

••

If you still live  here tell me why ?

)(


( sadists really love it here ---- all the vulnerable !

--- all the weak )

;:;

We write so well about our misery

Masochists really love it here

( so cool !

To be weak ! )
.

.


You will do

As you say :



( • )

"""""


we shall bring

The whole human race together

( this is all that we shall do

Everyday

Is work to bring us all together )

"""

we shall go unto the heart of creation


We shall die and be reborn

So the earth can be reborn

The earth and it's creatures

The creatures and it's humans

The people the gods and the stars

••

We will be slaves no longer

::

You know who I am

You shall find me

If you dare


.

.


The jungle holds  the answers

But we are afraid

•

•             •

•


And

Are we ready to apologize (?)

•


So much damage has been done !



( As deep as even

THE WILL TO SURVIVE )


)(

()

)(

we are remnants of some celestial creation


Left over

Rag dolls

Toys of some plutocracy

Some sociopathic murderers

)(


Come !

Let's get the ****

Outta here

If we still can

//


Thus it is


We must unite and fight if we would  live

As the gentle creatures a god did create


.

,,


Noble Son


;;:.

Walks the river road deep into the mountain

Seeking the truth behind all mystery


))((

Indian girl


;;

Real her dreams

•


We watch the night skies for signs and omens


;;


We see and feel

The brutal lonliness of our

Love

It's total ego

It's total  fraudulence

It's total
Sham


()

So be it

( What else can little children do ? )

With no reality anywhere



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the world is dying
We do nothing

Yet

We claim that we are worthy of love !

;;;

we are only broken pieces of phrases

From old love songs

We babble our inane PROMISES

We see what happens and move on

)(

Playing to the imagined audience !

••

Like anyone should give a **** about

Your love trips

And your hate games

!!!!!

NO

YOU DO NOT HAVE INK IN YOUR VEINS !

( ONLY IN YOUR VANITY )

)(

after the last *******

everyone is ******

( hey

That sounds like fun ! )


.

)(



upon yonder hill

the moon is rising !


WE SHALL LIVE !

;;;:;


LOVE (?) ............... LIVE  (?)


L (O , I ) V E

yes

Somehow the

O

and the

I

Seem interchangeable

""

AND IN FACT THEY ARE

and

LOVE & LIFE

are the same thing

""

Now the problem begins when we

Actually realize this truth

And our ego trips
And
Ego games

Start to feel

Totally absurd

)(

We may wish for the freedom that ignorance oftimes

seems to bring

Or

We may choose to pursue the joys

Of the secret adventure that actually

Creates a world


•



True freedom is the ability to make

This choice

::

To make it fearlessly and consciously

)(


To live your love

&

To love all life


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( --- < tree > --- )

upon the hill

The moon is rising