imagine
if the mountains
were not just layers
of soil
melted
metamorphosed
rock
the remnants of
volcanic fury

but sleeping giants
the kind you only hear about
in stories written
long ago
imagine what it would be like
if the mountains stood up

ripping away from the Mother
they've known
and the people
who depend.
what of the holes
their departure would leave?

can a mountain love me
like i love him?
tightly tucked between tectonic plates
is there a heart that yearns
to feel the sun
even closer still?

Fueled by doubt
Failure by oneself
Two rings
Hall of famers
We don't need trainers
We win from within
One strike,two strikes,and he's out!
That's what SF is all about!

We're GIANTS on a toy-top spinning-speck
space-bound swallowed;
joining harmonics
in gyrating clock work's working;
catching gears of time's time
circling Ra's warmth

We're GIANTS on a toy-top spinning-speck
bellicosing great power's glory;
dwarfed into a vast cosmic oblivian
likened to a speck
of plankton
in a whales belly

Once again a storm was coming in from the west..
I of course waited outside..
Its been almost a year since a good storm has come through..
And there the lightning shares with me the Hidden Giant..
My HEART was pumping as this one seem to be the most beautiful of them all..
His eyes lit with a deep blue..
Again he walked toward me..
But this time he stopped right in front of me..
He looked to me as his entire body lit up with a galaxy of colors..
I then heard the thunder speak to me..
I then heard the thunder speak to my soul..
I then heard the thunder say " I HAVE FOUND YOU MASTER!"

I wait and wait for a storm!
I watch and watch the news!
And a month later finally one is on the horizon.
I await the storm and the winds the bring me the aroma of atmosphere..
In the distance the lightning dances..
In the distance the Hidden giant walks..
No longer sad..
Just searching..
In the distance his eyes light up and look to me..
He then looks to the west..
The lightning flashes creating a false blue sun!
He then walks right on over me..
I am in awe once again as I watch him leave..
Thunder chase steps..

Forecast calls for thunderstorms!!
Lots of lightning!!
I wait for the storm and run outside!
Again I see one!!
He walks right over!!
Thunder is the silent steps of the hidden giant!
He then stops..
My heart stops for but a moment as he turns and looks to me..
His eyes fill with lightning as he turns back around and continues on with the storm!
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

On this night..
During a 100 year storm I saw one!!
He was walking..
He was moving!
Cloaked to the normal eyes of the world..
Revealed to me through the whispering thunder..
The hidden giant walked the earth..
A grand machine!
Perhaps they are the storms!?
Why are they here!?
They are so magnificent!!!!
I wish others could see them!

i don't see them in the rain anymore..
The bright blue sun lightning would reveal them to me..
They stand in silence without movement..
None are the same..
But one thing they do share is the look of sadness..
They yearn for their masters that have gone missing..
They use to stand in wait..
I don't think their masters have return..
I wonder why they are gone..
Maybe they are now looking for their masters.. 
It could be they found a way to activate themselves and seek out their masters..
All I know is that I miss seeing them..
I call them the hidden giants..

I'm a walking weapon.

Did ya know I can **** giants?

I slaughtered something giant in my mothers heart  when she overheard me playing with the devil.

You can't spell slaughter without laughter.