The challenge is in the People.
We The People.
As we live behind our masks
the governments iron shades.
Our lives become re-connected
as we join together in loneliness
and greed.
What happened to us?
to the whole of a people.
To Love?
To the sound of laughter
and raw happiness.
Is it so hard to come by?
Am I not alone?
I will thieve the reality of our nation
and I will steal the complexities of our things
of our attachments, morals and
accomplishments!
I will re-construct the entirety of a Nation.
Success is in the People
not our things.
We'll buy an SUV
and wast away in the fake reality
which we all know so **** well.
What is real is in the mind
let it be your soul!
Know what you want!
don't listen to 'them'.

We walk in straight lines
expecting to see nothing new
but narrow.
We think in straight lines also,
believing in spirituality as
up.
If you watch her crooked dog
travel
he will wag and curve in
reason.
He will show
such a leaf
on the ground
and bock at the burrowing owl
- still burrowing.
Their owners are called 'owners'
and we'll pull their curved routs straight!

I guess this all makes sense, really
considering the
*****
is straight
as well,
and we are animals of power
after all.

Living in the now
really wasn't so great.
What is now
without later?
Is my now here to make my
later better?
If so, where does living really begin?
Maybe it comes in waves:
Build up.
******.
Rest.

What will you do
to get it in?

It feels like sleepwalking.
Time moves around you
while you stay still
like a black in your moment
streaking out whatever else
may be happening
running into vases
on the way to the
cupbord
sleepwaling.
I felt alone.
Such posed positions
nesting near me,
cheesy letters
and happy-go-lucky attitudes.
There comes a point
where you just cant take it
any more!
Next time I feel I may
wonder right out of this house
onto the street-
     now theres an idea...
But I am nested here too!
Aimlessly wondering around
as days fly by like
pictures.
And my mind continues to spin
along with the world
and their racing numbers.
And all I can do is continue
to sleep;

awaiting my moment
to finally wake up.

Today.

Calm wind cooling
Warm chills brewing
Animation of friends and houses
And tickled thoughts of the delusional
Small talk has becomes real talk
Chores and sleep and obligation
Braw-less day, we hang around
calling on death, to save our illusion

Tomorrow.

Yesterday.

Today.

Mind now solution
Contemplations gone away
Lives of pretend and boxes
I serve breakfast all day
I see no evil
I hear no good
Sweet child run wild
You’ll think you never could.
Step over, check over
No thoughts for the tame
Calm music, quiet closer
Failed liken
No pay
My feet hurt
Your mouth hurts
Go away, no please stay
Slow me slow me down now
*******
How’s your day?
And turn down your sunny day!
Joe smiled the other way!
Ill love you tomorrow and not today!
Consider it my way
It’s the least I can do.

Tomorrow.

Yesterday.

Today.

My friends
of long distances
and time.
Thank you
for being my shoulder.
Thank you
for coming from
where I was from
and knowing me
in you.
Children fill their lonely days
and expect it differently
with growth.
Then there was no time to miss you,
you were already there.
I had not know you.
Today I feel my tears have past
Today, I do not know you.
One day I may
forget your name.
Forget how I've became..