We call for nature through the windows of our castles, silently we beg for a life we've left behind. money doesn't build trees and cars are wrapped in rubber, seperating us from ourselves and distancing us from our mother.

As we cling onto what we've built for eachother, cold, dead devices running idly in our hands. longing to be loved and begging to be worshipped, it's as if fear itself spawned the devil inside us leaving man to wonder is god within? or die blaming it for all his sins.

sea shells shimmering at a glimpse of the ocean's depth

break you open, filled with me
melt together, icecream
beauty doesn't fade, I will believe

be there for once, be there for all
my sweet kiss, your lips call

my love
your soul

a million streams flow into one, all together and all apart, we are the sum total of our billions of parts

i bring myself up to meet u at the surface, u mow me down like cannon fodder
today was the last day u said hello, tommorow we wont even speak.
it's a restless age and we arent getting any younger.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXHT8G_ZB2o

Today i was hookin' at the skatepark...i got 4 new tricks.

I lost her to the sea, she drifted away form me, swept out by the tide, spun out in the sand, I lost the love of my life to the vast ocean's mysterious plan.

It is plain to see i cannot shake this life, but yet here I stand in stormy weather looking for a break in the clouds to set me right.

Let me be, let me see, I scream in laughter. Let me die upon wounded knee if pain is all that I am after.

Let the sun sing and melt away the ice, let the birds swing and shine bighter than the starry night.

I can not go on living like this, like a ship wrecked boat with all my treasure sunken to the bottom of this worthless sea, as my heart screams, let it be, let it be.

"Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, & it is better to be absoultely ridiculous than absolutely boring."

"a waffle is like a pancake...with a syrup trap"
the dog is forever in the push-up position

how do you love someone. how can you make it home if you don't know where you come from

When I was asked if it mattered, I only said how much?
Because if the skin of a sun touched soul glows brighter next to mine, I would say it's worth it. But if those times were lost in the cold I would not mind.
For it is the way we make eachother feel that counts for the most
not some silly gesture or flatulence of the ego
but of two souls bound together by love, perpetuating one another into a lavish state of uncontrollable joy.
So when I am asked if this matters, I would say yes
and then i would kiss you, for its is love we have found
and nothing can take that away.

"I want you to forget what happened yesterday, tomorrow & today, tonight we’re going to create a whole new world"

Jimi Hendrix (May 1969)

it aint about good experience or bad experience... It's about choosing an experience, owning that, and then finding people to share it with.

i don't want to become one of those people that passively watches life through a computer screen.

if a tree falls down in mexico, will i hear it in little old Ohio...dreamin bout the time i spent, makin love to you

the pictures gone cracked and my boots are all muddy, but i still worship you hunny, in a heartbeat i'd trade all the worlds money to hear you sing this song with me.

the winter drags on cold and mean, the mountains turn white and waters gonna freeze, wont you come back and light the fire, please.

i think about you now and again, every time i hustle hard and whenever i win...i still picture you blowin kisses, callin out my name and being my misses. it all seems kind of weird sleepin in my bed without twirlin your hair.

spring has sprung and winter done gone, hurry on home the nights are long. believe you me my love is strong, the doors unlocked an summers gonna come.

life is a series of signals some of them messages, no all of them messages. signals from the heart saying i love you...where are you? come back home.

be dumb if you dare stare into the center of a career, be smart but not wise, fall into the abyss and call it a life. today will be the same as tommorow a business suit and tie to strangle yourself with if you cant wait to die. never did i stop to see the point, always above this position lookin down and sayin **** this aint right. stop killing your soul with such a torture, society is no ******* use havent you heard chi pig's slaughter. So look at it like a skateboarder in a concrete jungle, no right way to move only obstacles to ponder, or better yet, dont even bother, do yourself a favour and keep your energy free to wonder.

drinking drops of poison you think u are better beacuse society says its the norm, u drink more than u need because u dont see the irony. killing the one within, leaving source and drowing ur soul. i know there is better out there, because i have seen the sights and listened to the sounds, i sent myself a post card from the depths, asking myslef to get me out of here, and as i crawled my way out of the misguided representation of myself, i slowly but effectively learnt that life is greater than we allow it to be... So i tell you this not because i think ur ready but because if u ever are, it could help.

Nakedness is ****. When someone can just be ****, it's the biggest turn on.

listenin to neil young under some flip flop lights down by the river...

It is arrogant of man to disregard nature and slander its wisdom by his own hand. But I guess one must embrace the Devil before he can respect God.

machines fill the space of empty silence, open doors and unlocked rooms.

pleasure drifts like trees on the island, golden locks tussled upon sandy shores.

if being alive wasn't romantic enough, then living would be even more.

“She didn’t give a **** about some of them, but she had grown to learn that inattention can be a stratagem to avoid pain, and that it is often misread as shallowness and indifference.”

cleaner than a gypsy in a day dream

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Lauren Catherine M
hahaha
you've got it worded wonderfully

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Rene Gade Love
fresh off the press
my brain just did a push up
or a pull up if you think it lifted up towards my soul

Red and blues flashing, the electrons in a game of TRON dashing.
Forgive me not for i haven't sinned, it is your lack of congealing that keeps you trapped within.
An omnipresent empire built of circuitry and solder.
Please leave me be for I am not waste, refuse, master nor martyr.

back in the day when msn was your *****, hipsters werent invented and you actually had friends that you hung out with...

Share your land, share your food, share your kindness, share your talent. Work together to create something better.

Your ability to overcome odds is the measuring stick by which success is measured.

I want to spit in the face of everything, **** on the pant leg of what you believe in. Shake, rattle and rock you up and down the block. **** your shyness. **** on your ironed shirt. Take a bath in the water you were baptized in. Tell the preacher to **** the nun. Burn the school down and dance in an empty grave. I think if we took a second to live we wouldn't be scared of dying.

i used to like things like ******* and ****** but now i'd settle for a cup of hot tea and a warm hug.

tears, sweat, *** and the sea.

the devil is in the details and god doesn't give a ****

calming the internal sea and harbouring peace within will allow you to set sail for prolificacy

the exoneration of slavery depends souly on your willingness not to be corrupted

“A true friend knows your weaknesses but shows you your strengths; feels your fears but fortifies your faith; sees your anxieties but frees your spirit; recognizes your disabilities but emphasizes your possibilities.”

Alive in a nightmare
Awake in a daydream

putred stench

blood curdling screams

We all belong here but we're dieing

horizon of salvation

road to nowhere

one last call
get your ticket
call home

Tell them you loved them
but now your free

alone and dieing

awake at nighttime
trying to dream

i **** and cry, i breath and i die. this shallow child has no appreciation of the depth, this child hasnt stepped off the edge of the cliff. not to scream and splat but to catch oneself and soar into the eagles nest. where o where is the power within to stop yourself from reaching your ****** at the bottom of the canyon of sin. why o why do children cry, when all they need is there mommy to reassure them that gods inside. please little one open your eyes, speak wild and dream big for heaven is god's blue sky. teach yourself to love oneself. never be afraid to fail, for failure is a present wrapped in ****, teaching you to get a hold, get a grip.

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The internet is like a desert for connection, akin to the city where water is redirected to manholes. People passing you by with screens pressed up to their nose, never feeling or sharing their presence, existence just comes and goes. Do yourself a favor and flee to the wild, put down your phone and throw on a smile. Life will open up as you do and water will saturate the soil.

take me to the wilderness let me dance amongst the trees, with the night sky above let me feel the souls of my feet. spinning and twirling and whirling beneath the starry sky, comet trails and moon beams, with a twinkle in my eye. I am connected here, one with the earth, i live in a trance like beauty much freer and deeper than this dirt. through it i am connected but beyond it i exist, like the dreams of an endless saturday, motionless but still alert

Intrinsic threads, attached to intricate webs, dance upon a lovers pull.

You yourself are the eternal energy which appears as this universe. You didn't come into this world; you came out of it. Like a wave from the ocean - Alan Watts

I knew at seventeen I'd be boundless in a dream, I knew my soul wasn't lost.
To reach and to pray in endless decay, it seemed much better to reason than to obey.

Just as sure as ****, my love still exists as does the commitment to my craft of being whole.
You can think it, taste it, smell it, and breath it, but it's not until you surrender that you'll know.

The world sinks in to a place deep within and the moment becomes as close and comfortable as your skin.
It is here you will find freedom bears no worry, love is never hurried and life outside is a bent and broken theory.

So stay alive in your dream, don't let the noises wake you, beat you down, batter or break you, just stay alive in your dream.

i will leap your borders in bounds, carry my love from this small town. it will fill the hearts of those i embrace, carrying with me the thoughts of ever lasting style and grace. i will sweep you up and break you down, i will be your best friend your magician your lover, and your clown. I do not beleive in locks, money or rent, i will be free in my spirit so you can be content. I will carry your heartache into the inferno where it will burn away like an unpure metal. emerging shimmering in gold, you will then see what true soul holds.

had a moment in the sun, then it all burnt up

skinny dip in the pools of my starry eyes

sound of a sub machine gun, click, clack...the devil's gone done and took the suburbs back. Laid waste to the pseudo angels one long stream of death leading to the sewer's drain holes.

"Black ink bleeds deepest into ivory emptiness, creating a message void of noise or color. Between polar opposites there is no compromise..."