Same sticks  
same stones
same feathers
All had to tread through the lands and the weather
Shedding blood, wept tears
struggled or thrive through the years  
been the victim hero villain
Sacrifice we were willing
We gave up  
We gave in  
Spoke to win  
Spoke to sin
Breathe in love  
Breathe with kin  
Now in rhythm with the wind
Spared no one  
Shown mercy
Blessed the verses
That I’m cursing
Silent as the moment seems to worsen  Screaming in the darkness while no one listens
Sun shines and the heart likes to glisten Speak out and empower the voice of the children
Shine and fade the same as a fire does in a firmament
Last forever and endure the way change embodies permanence  
Cancel out Amplify
Counter, redirect and guide
Discern and live within the wise

Starlit gaze
Sunshine eyes
Soothe me with that Caressing voice
Strong and bright spirit keep on burning
The embodiment of vitality
Always growing
Always learning
Always caring from start
Fire in your heart
Swift charisma
Beautiful body
Beautiful mind
Always able to move with the times
Perfect rhythm
Resilient as can be
Mother in arms how I cherish the
Beyond strong never failing to amaze
Seeing the wisdom in every way
Being the example that deserves her praise
Sweet elixir, nectar of life
You came as a blessing from above
Your perception is flawless, seeing the world as it is
So many more words to say but it all comes down to love
You’re brilliant, I love you honey

The supposition of a higher power is fruitless
It plays with the curiosities and leads the faithless blind
The “cognizant” host of this paradigm shall always find more questions, the hunger never tempered
Is it not in our nature to seek and desire?
Or are we guided by the hand to a place where we actually remember who we are instead of trying to discover who we are
A challenging thought I suppose, but that’s exactly my point
If we suppose we are to assume and if we are to assume then we get lost in a whirlwind of just trying to be right
What if we just stopped saying what if?
I’m not asking for omniscience because that would take the fun away
However, I envision a world someday living fully in experience and divine synchronicity
Where the eb and flow of every vibration is just a ride for us all
And enlightenment will follow
I cannot suppose that the great mystery is random, nor can I suppose there is a higher power
I must Feel it
Breathe it
Become it
Every dimension, every space and intention must be divine
Until I’m living the way at least a little
Until I’m perceiving as one would for even a moment
I will remain fruitless
When we practice the art of the divine, supposition disappears, faith is resolute, wisdom thrives, and the world gets a bit brighter

What if stars were
Giants so large we couldn't see them walking
And voices so loud we can't even hear them talking
Beings so high we only see them spin
Yet we only find the truth within
Breathing in the spectrum while waves pulsate in tempo
To the patterns heaven plays with the weather and its reflection
I could contemplate the motion of the sky
But it wouldn't take the ache away that wakes the soul inside
A moment in desire will wake the egos fire
And the way this system was designed if we temper we’ll burn higher
I try to Stay away from gains that make us consumed by currency
Because it only makes everything feel like a sudden sense of urgency
May a Blade be sharpened by the still and patient warrior
Complacent expectations makes the act laborious
So practice makes perfect, its been said a thousand times
Yet somehow we only remember after opportunities arise
You can say you know
Have you felt it in your bones?
That pure electric feeling coming from experience alone
Step back and observe the trails walked before you
Maybe the path you seek has already been laid out for you
Or maybe it was never there, no steps to see no sea to fare
Perhaps your destiny is to create it and bear the duty to share

Surface shallow information not good enough for the individual but powerful enough for a nation
Tiny bubbles
Giant games
That’s what you make inside a cage
To keep things busy
So afraid to be still
Sitting in silence could make you restless and ill
The only time when things finally get clearer and the whole world finally sees the angle of the mirrors
Trapped inside
Wanted out
Got distracted by what we thought about
Got it made
Boy been played
The hand was bitten in good faith
That nature takes a breath and wakes
What’s the trouble yet to come?
Can you hear the beating of that drum?
Fighting fading
Reflex gravy
Kind of moment that will make you crazy
About that time getting near
No one ever listens to a seer
Let it go
Some will know
Even one will count and the seed will grow
Impulse has taken my spirit
It’s married to good fortune
And opportunity it’s mistress
Balance a forefather who sacrificed himself to be the vessel we dwell within
Though I may slip, the counter will always be there calculating and adjusting
Remember that it’s always better to fall forward then back
At least then I’m not blind to the fall and can attempt a catch

Bless these hands
Protect the land
find the design of mind is soul’s reminder that we are but a twinkle in the sand
Whimsical impulses bombastically pull and convulse until stimulation ignites the tribulations of ego and the false
Yet in truth it is a revealing of time’s “bones”
Nature’s healing the dealing of aches and moans generations concerned with the sounds of their groans than the balance of tone
Perhaps we actually become aware when we’re alone and see the illusion as a ride on the tide of infinity and not a hinderance to our divinity
And that at least in this dimension nothing is permanent and only change is the constant  that gravity and reality proceed from

It goes down all around
Feel the ground and hear the sound
Spirit tried be bound
Wisdom in the earth I’m found
Truth in the heart not the crown
See the way the spiral is wound
Spread the life preserve the love
Shine so bright pierce the sky above
Steady observation instead of picking a side
Dedicated to the peace is where the mind resides
Eliminate the hesitation to feel the frustration
Let the essence be substantial and a fruitful consummation
Explicit to the definition of a living contradiction
Bias interpretation and no one ever listens
Ego and emotion seek the notion to control
Set the path in the middle and nothing can touch your soul

I know I'm home and I'm not alone
sick inside cuz the wounds at the bone my friend
such a strange feeling getting to me
I contradict every thought that I have

A special friend blending words in my head
Secret to the trend is make everything feel threatening
Driving through the fog with my brights on
As the lights pass by I get mystified

I'm too big for the room I'm in
Am I wrong or maybe it's actually my skin
I'm going to rip apart this reality
and peel back the shades that have came to cover me

Staring out like I'm in a cell
In and out like a raging swell
I can say that I'm happy with the ones I love
Though I'm scared to go outside and lose comfort in the shelter