Remind me with your whispers
that you love me.

Remin me with your touch
that you want me.

Remind me with your kiss
that you love is passionate.

Remind me with the way you look at me
that you love me for who I am.

Remind me with all your weakness
that I'll love you for who you are.

Peace a pressure release. When troubles seem not to cease it becomes imperative that you find your inner peace.

Even if you have to consult a priest for peace is like the golden fleece.
Peace will stop your continual fleeing and promote wellbeing, it's all freeing

Putting you back on course, for it's an excellent resource. Peace goes beyond measure, it's an invaluable treasure.

Whereas, we are quick to ignore good instruction while being easily lured into the world's seductive, suduction and find ourselves on the path to imminent destruction.

Then your path looks distance and distorted, with life making you so mad you feel you want to abort it. Still you fight your way clear to the junction, instead of relief, there awaits disorder, dysfunction.

But before you have a malfunction at the junction, seek your inner peace, it's increase in health, in wealth and it will align body, soul and mind.

All worries will cease through peace. So why isn't this a press release?

Oh see
Oh see
how is beautiful
Oh see
Oh see
how is great

I'm look
I'm look
And see heaven beauty
I'm look
I'm look
New world!
I'm look
I'm look
New world!


2016

Oh look my friend
on the stars in the sky

Oh look my friend
on the moon in the night

This is brilliant of the sky
This is brilliant of the night

Oh look
Oh look
Oh look
Oh look



Oh look
Oh look
Oh look
Oh look

This is brilliant of the sky
This is brilliant of the night


2017

Is your house in order or do you keep running for the boarder? Maybe you're a life hoarder?

Like so many others, do you feel your world is shrinking, with a feeling like you're sinking.

So you reach for a bottle and start drinking which only brings about stinking thinking.

And you know things have gone awry when people's conversations are only about me, my and I.

As things are being swept under the rug and we look for our happiness in drugs. If that's what you prefer, your house is completely out of order.

Whatever your situation, seek immediate salvation because if you look at the world and look at the times, you can't help but see the unmistakable warning signs.

For time grows short and we'll be judged by the highest court. So if you believe somethings amiss and you want to stay out of the abyss.

Then it comes down to this. If your life is straight. See you at The Pearly Gates.

If your life is fair, it could use a little repair but you're pretty much square.

But if your life's a mess it needs to be addressed because you are in danger of being hurled into the Netherworld.

Time to stop being a hoarder, tucking tail and running for the boarder, take a stand and get your house in order.

Exisiting in yet another space between
Two worlds, two lives.
Searching for some new meaning -
Or running from old demons?

Trapped in the divide, between
This and that,
anseo agus ansin.

Torn, tattered, stuck in an lár:
Teanga, life, baile, love.

Falling to pieces

Clawing at - clawing at what’s left,
What is left?

Left is the eight months since you did -
Not that that affects me anymore
(He lies to himself),
It’s just a marker, a buoy -
keeps me on course.

Struggling to see what's right,
What is right?

"If it feels good..."
I am uncertain - but I don't feel peace.  
Conflicted, definitely, and yet I don’t cease

Meddling in things I have no right to meddle in:
lives and loves and people -
Human beings.

Can you not see the damage this will cause?
Not you, but those who you misuse -
You are an evil, twisted little boy

Trapped in this space between
Right and wrong;
My twisted actions and my convicted mind;
Him and me.

it's fascinating how fast
time seems to run away
but in looking back
you realize how
much has changed
since then

Did the bright lights and broken skies blind you?
Did the shining gold of the fading distract you?
Did the glass and cement jungles  blocked your view?
Did the shuffling of your green trump cards please you?
Did the black mirrors of today keep you as captives in their cages of self-praise and deceitful truths?
Did the burst of anger between one and another, and the absence of peace remind you of this life?
Did another life lost, remind you, that time, is lost?  
Did the Cross on a Church in your neighborhood remind you of the cost?
The cost that HE paid for, just so that he could have you in his arms,
That he can save you from the swallowing sands of this life,
to remind you to strive.
To strive for the reward waiting for you in heaven.
To have your spirit awakened.
To know that this is not it.
That this is not life.
That the golden statues of today and the virtual praises from virtual faces is not it.
That this life is so much more than this.
That finally, you could see,
there is so much more.......than these...