#goodlife
I don't vacation
in Babylon anymore.
The ticket prices soared
and the trip
almost killed me.
Years of
debauchery weren't
good for the soul.
The only gold I
want now is the
autumn leaves and
the buttery summer corn,
and the shimmer on the
lake at sunset.
I'm getting older and
my heart is stronger.
It beats like a
childs, seeing
green for the first
time.
Jun 11, 2024
Jun 11, 2024 at 5:23 PM UTC
I have come through
the wildfires and
abject poverty.
The sardine days filled
with ghoulish women and
cowardly men.
Now, I have four
walls, and a table to
write at.
I've decorated my castle:
pictures and tapestries,
a raven figurine sitting
on a stump by the aloe vera.
I have a bookshelf from
the curb; all my
favorites are on it.
I turned my brother onto,
A Confederacy of Dunces
I hear him laugh from his
4 walls.
He escaped the
parasitical nights and the
neon souled undead.
It's a great life if
you don't succumb to
the crowd and the slugs that
just slide on through.
Now, it's the simple
things that bring me pleasure:
house plants, coffee brewing,
and the sound of my
neighbor watering his grass.
I think I will get a goldfish.
All perfect and orange.
And on the fringe, I hear
that feral cat, howling in
the night, without his
4 walls.
Oct 17, 2023
Oct 17, 2023 at 3:52 PM UTC
This is our good life:
a whole lot of food has been –
cast before the pigs.
May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 4:02 AM UTC
There's no need to please–––
If it would wholeheartedly insist.
Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 10:46 PM UTC
It’s one of those messy days
When nothing is quite right nor wrong
But ain’t life just a bundle of a lot of those messy days
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 6:04 AM UTC
So far gone,
leaving behind spent jet fuel & jeweled remnants of memories,
on a plane in the 3rd dimension sitting 1st class,
with a world class American Top Model chilling next to me,
gazing out the soft edged rectangular window to my left,
then over to the soft edged Coke bottle model to my right,
which is better I’m confused as to which view I should choose,
both views are cool highly prized self-realized & undefinable,
on a roll so after we change countries to change the weather,
we change clothes to match the country we’re adaptable,
not conditioned to air conditioners we prefer air that’s natural,
our connects are reliable, specs are viable, facts are verifiable,
always well equipped even though we pack light when traveling, must face facts ‘cause we’re verified & the truth’s undeniable,
so we choose to accept this life without a fight,
what film’s on the inflight entertainment tonight,
100s of options to select from hope I choose right,
I pick a good flick to watch with this chic as I wet my appetite,
dinner served soon what’s on the menu this time,
King Salmon arugula salad champagne & cloth napkins,
think we’ll eat & see a film starring one of my best friends,
he’s one of the leads in the film playing one of the X-Men,
my future has passed, been gone since way back when,
I went from hustling on pavements & cuddling in basements,
to my name on gracious invitations to amazing celebrations,
& obtaining the latest coveted creations of our generation,
placement upgraded I now lay in a place that is spacious,
on the top floor of a proper loft with views of the harbor,
not a golfer I don’t golf I find sports outrageous,
no jokes I’m sinking ***** in 3 strokes on Par-4s,
making cut shots not taking gut shots from Haters,
no mugshots the hate must stop success is an art form,
I work around the clock so I deserve this spacious hiatus,
hitting Top Flights with wise guys on Trump’s golf course,
hole in one I’m a Golden Son like Nick Cannon’s kid is,
terms of endearment rules of engagement **** with honor,
tears shed in statements still sad but thank God we made it,
out of the streets & into the seats of private choppers,
we’re done with the stress thanks to blessed chess moves,
we get offered so many options that it’s tough to choose,
flying through the friendly skies First Class,
as beautiful Goddesses like Venus & powerful Gods like Zeus,
we just hold on to sworn untolds & let everything else go,
until our wills give up our bodies fold & we’re cremated,
only thing that hasn’t changed since we’ve made it,
is the bond of our word so you’ll never hear convos restated,
we keep secrets that will never to be repeated ,
we run a tight ship no loose lips or leaks we keep our word,
just saying no statements just lots of amens & payments,
we’ll neither confirm nor deny those rumors that you heard,
most great men make no statements or engage slow agents,
they just make moves & arrangements in Asia like Statesmen,
we go off like the Mossad,
got those that **** caught off guard in a fictitious fog,
so lost they even begin to question our very existence,
no eyewitness our plots are so efficient they can’t see the ball,
suspicious citizens fishin’ for sufficient evidence,
dragging nets coming up empty they get nothing at all,
reporters on a mission to get headlines for the Sunday edition,
but I’ve seen things believe me they don’t want to get involved,
all star star crossed lovers,
all scars dressed in cross colors,
on Heaven’s Cloud 9 hovering in a helicopter,
surfing my brainwaves on a Rusty board as thoughts hover,
he’ll adopt her,
if she’s mean as the streets are still somehow nice & proper,
a marvelous heart stopper, with a solid heart beat bopper,
but if she acts up he won’t hesitate in a heart beat to drop her,
because the mean streets will always be his first lover,
so sick with the business he might need a doctor,
so far gone one what weighs him down isn’t worth the bother,
so far gone on a level so far beyond him that he’s honored,
with the type of resolve that gets all problems solved,
& a secret sauce along with a special recipe that conquers,
upwards & onwards,
a walking palindrome pantomime,
walking backwards I act out words,
& any friend of freedom is a friend of mine that’s a given,
I see the future live in the moment then kick back afterwards,
on a plane in the 3rd dimension sitting 1st class,
with a world class American Top Model chilling next to me,
rolling feeling high expressing these blessings in total bliss,
naturally high no cigarettes no alcohol no ******* no ecstasy,
finally “Free at last, free at last, Thank God almighty!”,
we are free at last celebrating like Martin Luther King,
Living the Dream in the fast lane spending Johnny Cash,
in the Fast Lane don’t plan to plane crash so I fly carefully,
Walking The Line,
I’m,
doing fine,
so far gone,
I’m,
a bottom of the 9th,
down by one runner on Home Run,
I’m,
outta here,
en route to a beach,
outta of range & outta reach,
a place where the photogs can’t peek,
not hiding just finding a place we can shine like diamonds,
an island with vibes like the water,
clean crystal clear & stylish,
where we can fully relax,
at ease without fear,
together,
here,
20/20 vision,
so my decisions like my vision are always crystal clear,
crystal clean missiles scream through the star lit night sky,
with a Starlet don’t startle us or confuse our caution as fear,
don’t mistake kindness for weakness & try to take advantage,
or it’ll be “Nice try nice guy, you lose dude maybe next time.”,
no good guys just bad boys living the Good Life,
bad boys with good hearts Tom cruising through Vanilla Sky,
in the air experiencing experiences on the fly,
only spent jet fuel & remnants of memories left behind,
have everything ahead of me, just had to get lost to find,
truth is everything I ever said, all good things in all good time,
see, I’m so far gone, my sweat smells like sweet success,
living my best life, an American Dream in the flesh,
School of Hard Knocks did all my homework took no recess,
now it’s all recess allow me the luxury to reminisce & digress,
if you know how to read between the lines,
then there’s no need for a Reader’s Digest,
if you really what to know I let wealth get to know me,
I don’t work for the money the money works for me,
money doesn’t make the man man makes the money,
if you really want to get things done gotta do it on your lonely,
& when you finally get an opportunity to taste The Good Life,
don’t waste it savor it gently & take it slowly,
enjoy it while you can when you get the chance,
before it’s gone like I am on to the next one & only,
close The Book chapter’s finished on to Destiny’s next story,
done with this dissertation on all The Good Life’s temptations,
where seduction done through Life’s luxuries was my specialty,
had my fun now it’s on to the next one, next destination,
leave this life behind & let my actions & words speak for me,
which is why I leave behind these words as my literary legacy,
see truthfully I’m already so far gone,
leaving behind spent jet fuel & jeweled remnants of memories,
on a plane in the 3rd dimension sitting 1st class,
with a world class American Top Model chilling next to me,
full throttle on time like Movado, all shine no bravado,
I swim in more waves than the Royal Navy,
“living la vida loca” no Ricky Martin, my life & my love’s crazy,
gazing lazily out the soft edged window to the left of me,
then over to the soft edged coke bottle model to my right,
if every man’s an island I’m an archipelago & the architect,
Living Artifact, Futuristic Apostle Fossil, Prophetic Autograph,
I collect art & checks such a crazy life I need my head checked,
fossil fuels burn on strong, along with my memories,
so long I’m gone have been for centuries, so far gone,
so when they mention the greats, guaranteed they mention me, remembered in words & songs so the lessons can carry on,
so gone leaving behind only jet fuel & remnants of memories,
because just like now when the end comes I’ll also be gone,
only came here in the first place because they sent for me,
so when I go I will wish you well with a “So long & carry on!”.
So far gone,
on a one way flight with no carry ons,
leaving behind spent jet fuel & jeweled remnants of memories,
on a plane in the 3rd dimension sitting 1st class,
with a world class American Top Model chilling next to me...
Δ LaLux Δ
IG: @adreamerinthematrix
Feb 8, 2020
Feb 8, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
ALL DAYS AREN'T SAME
NEITHER THE SADNESS PERSIST NOR THE HAPPINESS
It was fun when we laughed together
but it hurts,to wipe my tears alone
The stage doesn't scare me
being alone at backstage does hurt me
It doesn't when you chide me
it hurts when you show no confidence in me
It didn't hurt when you pushed me on bed
I was hurt when you closed the door,on my face
I gave you my all
IT hurts when you left me following my fall
It's hard when I fail
it hurts when you glare
It's tough to meet every month's need
but it hurts when I can't fulfill your wish
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
मेरी उदासियाँ तुम्हें कैसे नज़र आयेंगी...
तुम्हें देखकर तो हम मुस्कुराने लगते हैं..!!
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 8:16 AM UTC
आयी थी मै भी पापा की परी बनकर
मा मुझे बनाकर रखना चाहती थी आंगन की गुड़िया कहा था यह किस्मत को मंज़ूर
मा , बाप का दामन छूटा ,
लेखो ने ना जाने कहां ला कहां ला छोड़ा।
यहां की हवा कुछ बदली सी है
ना जाने क्यूं यहां नाम बदल जाते हैं
हर रात मैंने सोना को मोना और रिया को जिया मै बदलते देखा है
हा
हर रात मैंने चांद की चांदनी मै चांदनी रंग के सिक्कों की खनक पे जिस्म बिकते देखा है
चांद की चांदनी को टटोलती चकोर जैसे थे हम
सूरज की चुभती किरण लगते हम
नन्ही जान को उसके आंचल से बिछड़ते देखा है मैंने
जिंदा लाश को चलते देखा है
किस्मत का रुख तो देखो ऐसा बदला
इंसानों मै वैशी दरिन्नदा जाग उठा
हा
एक दरिंदे को एक मासूम को नोचते देखा है
मैंने सूरज को चांद निगलते देखा है
माना पैसे मै कमाती हु
पर देने तुम ही तो आते हों
हा माना मै सोती हूं तुम्हारे साथ , पर उसी बिस्तर पर तुम भी तो रात बिताते हो
एक हाथ से ताली नहीं बजती केहने वालों कहां जाता हैं तुम्हरा ज्ञान सागर जब तुम हमे ही चरित्रहीन बताते हो , क्योंकि भागीदार तो तुम भी हो
मेरे काम से ज्यादा मेरी एक कहानी है
ना तुम सुनोगे ना ही मै सुनाऊंगी
मेरी मासूमियत मेरा लड़कपन हो गया बचपन मै कहीं दफन
ना जाने किसे कहते है बचपन
हमारे सवालों पर उड़ा दिया जाता है कफ़न
मरकर भी नहीं होगी पूरी इंसाफ की कसम
कभी नहीं भरेंगे हमारे यह जख्म
याद रखना मुझे वैशिया कहने वालों मै एक कला हु तुम्हारी कलाकारी का
आखिरी मै सुन मेरे मतवाले मुझे जब तू देखे समझना दुनिया का आइना देख लिया है।
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 8:14 AM UTC
If there were more swings you could join us,
So you get back some childhood memories
Enjoy the feeling of flying highs,
As well as the breeze in your face.
The beautiful landscape pulses the heart
It dress embodies health and longevity
From above everything was illuminated
By light which energizes the flowers.
The view of the sky has always amazed me as a child,
The freedom of swinging helped me gain self confidence,
Swings were my favorite in the playground,
And they will always be a part of my memories.
When swings are parallel their mouths are on fire
Their laughter as birds on a tree
Their coming together means “the world” to them,
and they’ll always be grateful for this.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 3:46 AM UTC
From the heart flows
the freshness of air
the warmth of touch
the glowing of eyes
the sound of a smile
the occasion of scene
the calmness of mind
the wings of time;
hence! The feeling of love.
Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 1:45 PM UTC
Who am I to keep you
from taking chances
stealing glances
Believe me when I say
I don't want to slow you down
by no means make you lose your crown
Quite the opposite it's true
I want you to hold this smile
for which I'd walk the extra mile
Simply what I'd love to have
is you to let me stand close to you
and maybe let me hold your hand then too
The only thing that troubles my mind
is not knowing if you want to share
your good life with me and if you think I'm worth the dare
Am I?
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
It’s a good life
I need to lose weight
I need to get better
It’s still a good life
You’ll never be good enough
You’ll never make it
It’s life
My life is lost
My life means little
It’s a good… Is it?
That girl doesn’t like, like you
That girl says your friends.. so, YOUR FRIENDS
It’s a long life
Ankles break
Ankles don’t always heal
It’s a tough life
People forget
People move on
It’s a cold life
Friends they come
Friends they go
It’s a backstabbing life
I don’t wanna leave
I cannot wait to get back
It’s a hurtful life
I feel empty
I feel like killing myself
It’s a ****** life
Someone helped
Someone loved
It’s a good life
It will always be a **** good life
So,
As you age
As you turn the page
Remember a few things,
Play the cards you were dealt best you can
Cause even aces get cracked
And you still won’t get them often
Always remember who was there
Never forget who wasn’t
Keep the good time close to your heart
Keep the bad ones closer
Because there is so much beauty in struggle
And without bad times, there’d be no good ones
What happens never defines you
How you react does
And you get what you give
So punch your own ticket
There is ALWAYS a light at the end of the tunnel
But you wont get there sitting on the platform
Never forget a friend
Because people are still good, trust me.
Your scars don’t always show
So make sure you and the people who care see them
Not everyone cares
Find the ones that do
And try to be the one who cares to others
Make everyday count
And always have something to look forward to
You’ll never remember a night you got enough sleep
So step out of your comfort zone. Try something new- even though you’ll regret it sometimes
Life is full of small victories, everyday
Win the day
Don’t forget to reward yourself for them
You probably deserve it
You’ll find yourself being the little guy a lot
Embrace that
Use that to your advantage
They’ll never see you coming!
Try to laugh
And never take anything too serious
Life can be better that way sometimes
Your mind is as important as your matter
Be sure take care of both
Look up
But keep up
Things are cool
Cool people are cooler
And bad people are the worst
So listen to the good music
But never underestimate the power of conversation
Because people can help
While everyone’s world doesn’t revolve around you
Your mothers does, your dad’s usually does too
There are rough patches
And they always seem worse than the good ones seem good
But winter isn’t forever
And summer isn’t always what it cracks up to be
So find the beauty in both
No matter where you are in your life
There are good times to be had
Life has mysteries
Life has misery- (a lot of misery)
But tomorrow is a new day
If you keep calm, work hard and just do right
Life can be a **** good thing
It really is a good life
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
There’s levels to these levels,
she gets me because she gets me,
I’m high on life checking texts for what’s next,
as I navigate my carriage through this city,
staying gluten free like Putin me,
daily practice of Jiu Jitsu and yoga,
the real deal like Holyfield,
I thought I already told ya,
always on a holiday,
a Libra that’s gone till October,
and you think you’re gonna win this race,
but I’ve got news for you it’s already over,
I’m at the finish line with a vintage wine,
making a toast to the good life,
watching the sunrise from my balcony,
already knowing it’s gonna be a good night,
good night.
∆ LaLux ∆
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Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
It took,
one of the most beautiful sunsets,
I’ve ever seen in my life,
to get me to write again,
I’ve been taking a sabbatical from personal periodicals,
not that it was premeditated,
it was or rather is,
that I hadn’t felt motivated,
still don’t really feel inspired,
even after such a beautiful sunset,
which I watched from seat 1A,
in the front row of an aircraft,
another First Class flight,
this one shorter than most,
SFO to LAX,
been around the world but still I rep Westcoast,
the girl next to me missed the whole thing,
she was and is still fast asleep,
but the guy across from me saw it,
probably the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen,
see he’s a Navy Seal,
so I guess I don’t really know,
the Lord and He,
are the only ones that know what he’s seen,
at any rate the sunset was beautiful,
like I said one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen,
missed the first half because my view was blocked,
by a gay couple and their cell phone screens,
jeez,
can’t we ever just have a moment with Beauty,
without having to feel like we have to capture it,
why is it the first thing most people think when they see something beautifull,
is “Oh yeah I should take a picture of this!”,
and then their interest usually only last,
as long as it takes to take that photo,
then they go back to doing whatever they were doing,
before they were interrupted with something so beautiful,
but I’ll take a Beautiful Interruption before a Mundane Day any day,
I’ve always been one for the inspiration that comes with impromptu moments,
I’ve learned to Love unconditionally Beauty in the instantaneous moments Beauty exists,
I’ve learned to be able to appreciate something without having to have the urge to own it,
lost a lat of Love before I learned that lesson,
but better late than never,
so now I write these memoirs,
to help us all act better,
because there’s always room to improve,
and that’s whey I stretch out in my yoga practice,
take moments to meditate and put it all in perspective,
because that’s the only way to stay balanced in a world off it’s axis,
see the US government shutdown today,
January 20th 2018,
and here I am on plane flying 1st class,
from San Francisco to Los Angeles,
and even though,
it’s only an hour long flight,
it was day when we took off,
and now we’re about to land and it’s night,
amazing how much can change in an hour,
sometimes an hour can change a whole life,
and I’m reminded of all of this on this airplane,
as I gaze amazed at an amazing site,
that of one of,
the most beautiful sunsets I’ve ever seen in my life,
it took,
one of the most beautiful sunsets,
I’ve ever seen in my life,
to get me to write again,
I’ve been taking a sabbatical from personal periodicals,
not that it was premeditated,
it was or rather is,
that I hadn’t felt motivated,
still don’t really feel inspired,
even after such a beautiful sunset,
which I watched from seat 1A,
in the front row of an aircraft,
another First Class flight,
this one shorter than most,
SFO to LAX,
been around the world but still I rep Westcoast…
∆ LaLux ∆
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
Somewhere In California
Woke up,
somewhere in California,
at a beautiful girl’s house,
a good morning,
with tempe and eggs,
espresso for sure,
a whole meal homemade,
no SPAM no Ma’am just blessings yes Sir,
somewhere,
in California,
Kirtan and gangsta music,
a future of livid linguistics,
I make a poem from these thoughts,
which come from these experiences,
a California Native born,
into a surreal existential existence,
conceived in Hollywood,
which makes everything feel like a movie,
or a Reality Show at least,
battled through this War of World’s in order to have Universal Peace,
see I’ll take a life before I make one,
I guess that makes me an Environmentalist,
people move their mouths making my name appear in the air,
I guess that makes me a Ventriloquist,
how real is this?
Waking up,
somewhere in California,
at a beautiful girl’s house,
a good morning,
with tempe and eggs,
espresso for sure,
a whole meal homemade,
no SPAM no Ma’am just blessings yes Sir…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
from '777' the new book by best selling poet A. Lux
available worldwide here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548700746
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 6:57 PM UTC
Happiness is the seed
left dormant
within the darkness
let it germinate...
Disappointment is the ****
which torments
with sadness
let it terminate.....
Nurture
the good thoughts
good reads...
Rupture
the negative thoughts
bad deeds....
Let the positivity
flourish...
Let's heal
the anguish...
Let's love
the broken
and
give them light...
Let's help
the fallen
and
help in their fight...
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 1:16 PM UTC
I wanted to break laws in my dreams,
And die while chasing the thief of my weeds
Drive around the world in my 1980's truck
While generating countless badass maps
I don't give a **** to falling in love
If they want me, then I'll want them back,
If they don't, I might as well give up
Still, marrying someone is a possibility
Crazy, ***** smart and funny,
now she's for me!
But even without an other, I feel rad
With all the awesome pals and sibs I have
Plus a hockey game that is so sick
And some Andrew Jackson on my playlist
I know there's no perfect life,
but I'm really glad with what I got.
Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
Let these windows be the theatres,
Where the play is wild and original,
Where every cast is a superb actor,
Where the story is the best fiction,
Like a farm boy on an old tractor.
Let these eyes be the camera,
Where the view is sharp and shaped,
Where every object gets an imperfect finish
Where the image is at its crown grace.
The portrait of the lost gimmicks.
Let these skies be the shower,
Where from the rain falls to cleanse,
Where the head gets a awe spin,
Where its virtue had always been,
The roof over a million dreams.
So I care not,
If I am the blind for this earth,
The ghost of an enemy,
With no eyes, I still feel,
The rewarding gift of eternity.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 4:28 AM UTC
In times of grief you learn some things. Here are the things I have learned:
1) your life is not over because you have a bad day. And a bad day doesn't mean a bad life.
2) family may be all you have, but do not take them for granted because one day you'll wake up and they'll just be gone.
3) God has a plan. He has everything set out for you and even though you can't see it in this moment, everything is going to be okay.
#3 is by far my favorite.
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
I sit here,
loved,
But still lonely;
feeling broken,
but barely bent,
a good life,
but with a sad face.
And I know I'll be okay...
eventually,
but for right now I'm not,
and I need you to know that I'm trying
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 2:56 PM UTC