Is there no understanding of history today Are we going into a real Clockwork Orange Why do we as people, have to repeat and believe We repeat the worst historical times; blaming them on cycles Cycles that we create in the name of anything, but the truth We believe whatever feels right to our own personal thoughts Beliefs, that are created out of misunderstood words and actions Why, oh why, can't we ever learn Why can't we do the right and truthful thing...?
Nobody was injured during this BRAIN RANT!!! Agree or not... I don't give a sh}¥ Not really true because this made me cry Well not cry. I just laughed so hard I cried Just can't take the craziness without a little BRAIN RANT! Sorry.... No, I'm not. Felt good!
“It's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you watch them on a screen.” ― anthony burgess, A Clockwork Orange
Brian Hill - 2019 # 200
Is today's actions a cycle because we can't lean from our own tragic history? Just a question for you all...
Smoke filled has wings that you can't see, Inside it are things which one can't be. Sin eyed are those rings which made those kings, Though lark sings, his feathers are tin dyed strings. An aspirin down the throat but body is about to float, On the life's offshore boat how many souls are gonna float, I don't wear this high collar coat to stay in the rain and see a lightning bolt. Those graveyards I visit, strange graves say please sit, I didn't eat a bit or took a bite after I say that ****** site. That fight between the thoughts of same brain, It gave me some sort of migraine. Does hope has to refrain it must be high on *******. No lithium in my blood I think I might make a mistake, As long as people believe in Noah and the flood, There is gonna be more blood. Fate has burned me on top of a tesla coil, wrapped inside a tin foil, And you tell me why does my blood boil. My hope is no longer a seed spilt on soil.
Walking in the dark night can be terrifying Unless you have a friend by your side Or if you know where you’re going Night can be scary sometimes, not because it’s dark It’s because you don’t know what is ahead of you You could be walking on a path but even that path isn’t lite This path is your life. Now I am not saying that you don’t know where your life is leading you You could be one of those people that have had your life planned since you were 10 Then there are the people that just go with the flow Not going to lie...I envy those people I personally am in between both types of people I plan maybe a year in advance… If things change then I am quick to just say “Oh well, that’s okay” But that’s me I’ve seen people go crazy about planning before I’m good...I don’t need that craziness in my life My craziness comes from the night The night has made my brain confused In a good way, don’t get me wrong I love the night The night has given me new adventures New stories New friends Everything about the night for me is good I was told that the night could be the best thing in the world Watching the sun fall on a bad day Seeing the moon of a new night Feeling the sun rise for a better day Last time I broke night was for a college class The entire time…I was in a lab with no windows in it I walked out of lab to see the sun shining between the buildings Working thru that night was tough because even if I couldn’t see the moon I knew it was high in the sky waiting for me to walk around my campus Waiting for me to walk around singing all my songs Talking about my day as the wind blows through my body Wishing that some people were different Hoping that everyone could be happy in their lives just like me The night can be terrifying though
One of my best friends told me to write about anything that comes to my mind about the night. I am giving him a better response.