eventually you will be forgotten.
no one will remember your name,
when the sun sets on eternity.
it seems absurd to me that you
should want it any other way.
it's liberating--to realize that
what you do in life really doesn't
matter.  now don't confuse me
with a nihilist. there's meaning
to life.  My oh my is there meaning,
if you know where to look anyhow.
i'll even tell you where to find it.
go grab a mirror, stare yourself
in the eyes. now say "i am happy when.."
you just thought of something.
be it money, art, sports, the woman you love.
it doesn't matter.
That fire you just saw burning in your eyes
at the remembrance of what you love?
that passion?
that is the meaning of life.
now go live.

The secret here
Is not one you can figure out.
It is not palpable, and it is never here at the right time.
It is something that you will stumble upon when it seems like you need it the least.
But if you find it,
but if you focus on it,
but if you dont let it leave your mind,
Then you will see
that
everything will fall into place.

You're so close, I reach out and touch your face.
But am I really reaching you?
I embrace you tightly, your warmth flows through me.
But are you really feeling me?
Gazing into your eyes my soul becomes lost, as I drink of their beauty I find peace.
But are you truly looking at me?
We are so close, yet I feel we're drifting apart.
My hand holds yours.
My lips meet yours, my heart begins to sing and soar.
But is my heart reaching yours?
Has our relationship become nothing more than leaves falling in the wind? As we fall the winds of fate bring us together for a brief moment, only to separate us.
We slowly drift apart.
I want to know! I want to know that my feelings are not calling out to a frozen heart.
Burn brightly for me!
Do those eyes, that shine brighter than the sun, hold hope for me? Hope for the flame of love to burn brightly within you.
Has my tender affection reached you?  Has my love reached you?
Or are we at the end of our rope,
like a delicate thread, are we coming apart?

More love's in your eye
than I can remember,
than stars in the sky.
More love's in your eye
than blackberries, high
in lanes in September.
More love's in your eye
than I can remember.

Nothing is precious
so you can get high
all is stolen
at what price?
middlemen
eightballs
up your nose
duty calls
yelling and cursing
everyone's the enemy
can't hear
can't see
glass pipes
silver ones too
****** up your arm
sit and stew
no focus
tweekin out
talk too much
talk too loud
watchin for cops
at every hour
yet you think its you
with all the power
your addicting highs
your painful lows

The Sky is growling like a beast
Set upon stalking, hunting.
It is only heard,
Everywhere
All around and all at once,
But definitively being no where.
Breathing with a low rumble, speaking with a roar
Whispering secretes, screaming a soothing melody in the fire crack
Hazy reflections dodge there way through the skies tears,
Finding the dry space between.
Ripples in the road side puddles
Roaring waterfalls falling from the forest leaves
Single rain drops, peace full in solitude.
But together they cause the clawed creatures to cower,
The predators they feel as the prey
8-29-07 (6:30am)

The true test of Strength is only shown. When the test of a mans limits are pushed to the breaking point, of what we thought we could handle in this you find a peace between chaos and tranquility.