A lot of people died for no reason
today, Friday the 13th...
I don't know how to rationalize
these kinds of crimes
against being human and respecting life
because no amount of strife
no payout
no political scandal
no extreme statement
should make the heart vacant
unable to handle
any fuel but the fire of hate
for all who "do not relate"

but the longer you seethe it
the more you breathe it
and sooner or later you'll be it

hate hates you
just as much as you hate them
doesn't care that it's leading you to your end
the demise of your abysmal skies
and tonight the world cries

but it's sickening
how we're unsurprised
unphased by the quicksand thickening
a noose
slowly squeezing our humanity out
we're in a drought

we need a revolution
and love is the solution
and people have been screaming that
since the beginning of time
and now it's imperative we listen
because nights like this just aren't fun
they're heavy for everyone
because we are one
and tonight, once again
we've only brought each other pain

*why the **** did we ever invent the gun?

I swear, we said
this is the most beautiful fall
of them all

that death
has never caught our breath
never made us say
why can't we all live this way?

How beautiful, we noticed
it is not to resist
being missed

to feel with the seasons
without questioning reason
and let time color the leaves
to dance in the breeze

How humbled, we felt
watching them fall to the street
knowing it would not be the last time we meet.

temple treasure
bliss
imagine
some burst sang
open
only
wander
translucent beautiful
free
void who possess
I transcend
jumping
humbly
float
naked
discover
soft limbo
be there
beautiful garden

Trust in change
in the idea that life is just a range
of experiences that shape us
and chisel our minds
it's up to us
to keep from going blind
trying to label moments
as if our lives are
a story laid out in front of us
and we can see how
we've come to be
but that simply is no way to be free;
willing to be
broken open
burst open
cracked slightly
learning to handle things more lightly
and take the current
where it flows
because you never know
from where beautiful things grow.

days like these
take a toll
on my soul
i think that i always
have to know
which way to go
or what decision is right
or when it's worth the fight
or how to stop saying "i might"
anxiety is a debilitating plight

it won't let me stay
in this moment to play
present tense
washes worries away

lets me revel in being
free of attachments
love lights me on fire
i don't need any matches
it rekindles my desire
to let life take me higher
than my perceptions presumed

its an act of rebellion
not to consume predictions of doom
in an effort to fill the room
with white people screaming
"we matter too"

yeah no **** we matter:
we created a system
that broke people open
buried their stories
places no one would go in
told them to stop hoping
for a world that is different
than the one where they're choking
on words they've been missing

like
your presence is
valued
powerful
worthy of
dignity

words like
we're responsible
for your
economic suffering
and social strife
and we acknowledge
that's no way
to live a life

days like these
take a toll
on my soul
and i accept
i won't always know why
this world doesn't make
white people cry
at how they've made things go awry
across all of time

but i believe in the divine
and that will always be mine
even when the sun
doesn't shine

Resigned to
divine times
the subliminally sublime
in the deep corners of the mind
that's where I find

I've lost myself.
Always somewhere else
not ready to put that feeling on a shelf.

For some reason
the seasons changed
inside my brain
and everywhere I looked
I saw pain.

I'm just too afraid
of being mundane
in this great cosmic existence
that I've built a resistance

to living life open
like a great beautiful ocean.

I feel empty
void
of myself
of the facets
of my personality
and the pieces
that keep me whole

but the pieces are still here
blocked by fear
and incessant worry
until all of life is blurry

that's what happens
when you're in a hurry
for answers
in a sea of life's dancers
living by unhealthy mantras

shut off the noise
and turn out the lights
at the end of the night
everything's alright.