Feb 2013
I just dont know what to do with myself when the days seem too familiar.
Everythings a little brighter,
but the sunlight makes my shadow darker.
The average things bore me,
and as much as I love being anywhere, anytime...
I don't wish to appreciate mediocrity... I'd much rather pay tribute
and enjoy the great moments
that make me wonder
what exactly it is that I am.
The times where I stand up on two feet and it feels so strange to be a human, so new.
The times when I lose myself in music and become it, through sound and motion.
(I look down from above and smile inside)
There are times when I get into perfectly absurd conversations with homeless madmen,
and we understand each other
for a single tick of time next to a no parking sign.
I light his cigarette for him and we both fail to understand God, but we still stand
in perfect confusion.
We prophesize, hypothesize, and then, like lighting, something comes and sweeps me away from the scene, and I'm lost again,
in a flurry of passion and perceived progression.
There are times when my heart is nearly bursting, flooding out to the world with the invisible blood
that flows
through every man,
woman,
child
and tree.
This is when I feel the weight of the world on my chest,
I get choked up
and leave the room to get fresh air.
This is when I look into the eyes of another human and I see something new.
Something that wasn't there before,
and I can just feel the balance of our similarities
and differences
and I can't help but wonder whats going to happen in the next ten seconds.
There are times when I come into the scene unprepared,
I improvise and stumble through my lines,
My blocking is off, my motion is absurd but somehow the show goes on.
The play of life never ceases to amaze the players
(who think they know what the play is about
but in reality
the audience is casting their vote on how it all will end)
These are the times when I feel something ancient, something timeless,
still present.
The source of the moment stretching back millions of years only to show up in a crowded room
in new clothes that fool the eye.
This guest is ever present, even if we refuse to approach and say hello.
These are the times when I can't look away from what's in front of me.
[ The light in your eye...
The simplest motion...]
These are the times when I lose control of my limbs
and let the music of the cosmos move me.
I'm a slave to light and sound, attracted to shiny objects and mystery.
(I could fall in love with you in seconds,
and never return to my old life again.)
These are the times when I feel so old but so new, a child in the womb of the world,
imagined by an old man looking back from the grave.
These are the times when Love speaks to me as an entity, assuring me and chasing away my fears,
Saying-
"I am present in everything, everytime, everywhere-"
"-I am the life within death-"
"And If you truly live once,
feeling the weight of every mistake,
learning the lessons of this life,
and losing yourself in all its passion,
you will come to know me-"
"And if you truly live once...
you will live forever"
Everythings a little brighter,
but the sunlight makes my shadow darker.
The average things bore me,
and as much as I love being anywhere, anytime...
I don't wish to appreciate mediocrity... I'd much rather pay tribute
and enjoy the great moments
that make me wonder
what exactly it is that I am.
The times where I stand up on two feet and it feels so strange to be a human, so new.
The times when I lose myself in music and become it, through sound and motion.
(I look down from above and smile inside)
There are times when I get into perfectly absurd conversations with homeless madmen,
and we understand each other
for a single tick of time next to a no parking sign.
I light his cigarette for him and we both fail to understand God, but we still stand
in perfect confusion.
We prophesize, hypothesize, and then, like lighting, something comes and sweeps me away from the scene, and I'm lost again,
in a flurry of passion and perceived progression.
There are times when my heart is nearly bursting, flooding out to the world with the invisible blood
that flows
through every man,
woman,
child
and tree.
This is when I feel the weight of the world on my chest,
I get choked up
and leave the room to get fresh air.
This is when I look into the eyes of another human and I see something new.
Something that wasn't there before,
and I can just feel the balance of our similarities
and differences
and I can't help but wonder whats going to happen in the next ten seconds.
There are times when I come into the scene unprepared,
I improvise and stumble through my lines,
My blocking is off, my motion is absurd but somehow the show goes on.
The play of life never ceases to amaze the players
(who think they know what the play is about
but in reality
the audience is casting their vote on how it all will end)
These are the times when I feel something ancient, something timeless,
still present.
The source of the moment stretching back millions of years only to show up in a crowded room
in new clothes that fool the eye.
This guest is ever present, even if we refuse to approach and say hello.
These are the times when I can't look away from what's in front of me.
[ The light in your eye...
The simplest motion...]
These are the times when I lose control of my limbs
and let the music of the cosmos move me.
I'm a slave to light and sound, attracted to shiny objects and mystery.
(I could fall in love with you in seconds,
and never return to my old life again.)
These are the times when I feel so old but so new, a child in the womb of the world,
imagined by an old man looking back from the grave.
These are the times when Love speaks to me as an entity, assuring me and chasing away my fears,
Saying-
"I am present in everything, everytime, everywhere-"
"-I am the life within death-"
"And If you truly live once,
feeling the weight of every mistake,
learning the lessons of this life,
and losing yourself in all its passion,
you will come to know me-"
"And if you truly live once...
you will live forever"
