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The uniVerse Jun 2018
I could ask a million questions
and receive a million answers
yet I too would still be questing
for I cannot become the master.

Who is it that knows the mind of God?
that can tell the difference between dirt and mud?
for man's nature is curiosity
to try and explain all he can't see.

But it's only through the eyes of the wise
that there's nothing here to realise
there are no problems when there are no questions
just trust in your intuition
have faith in what he has provided
then you will no longer be divided.

For who am I to question him?
let there be no more questioning
with every solution comes a problem
another reason for you to rob them
of money, life and passion
so just let it be
so once again we can see
the real truth
which was revealed in our youth
there's no need to be asking
seeking and grasping
for we are all just passing  
it's life that's everlasting.
Decided to raid the archives, originally written 02/05/2015.
The uniVerse Jun 2018
Today I witnessed a man jogging in Flip Flops
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it was like watching my Granddad dance to Hip-Hop
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pre hip-op
True Story. Sorry Granddad.
The uniVerse Jun 2018
She said her name was Janet
she was from another planet
so I asked her which one
she pointed past the sun.

I asked her if she missed it
she said she often visits
when she lays down for her dreams
she travels on moonbeams.

I couldn't help but be enamoured
she spoke whilst I stammered
but somehow I gained some courage
and with a sudden flourish
I leaned in for a kiss
but little did I know was this.

That kissing was procreation
I felt this strange sensation
it was a lot of fun
but now we have a son.

We decided to call him Mars
because whenever he would ask
daddy where I'm from
I would point past the sun.
Written to the tune of Up in the Junction by Squeeze which was in my head when I woke up however I could not remember the lyrics so I wrote my own.
The uniVerse May 2018
I am what I am
a man with no plan

but I don't understand?
  you don't have a plan


I don't have a plan
what's to understand?

What about your hopes and dreams?

I just dont know I screamed!
Why do I need dreams to succeed
and what is success anyway?
Why can't I just live my life at play


because you have to take things seriously

seriously, but why?

Imagine all the regrets you will have when you die

regrets about not having a plan?
but what if I die before I can fulfil my plan
now its me that doesn't understand
how can I write a story
if its constantly unfolding
it sounds kinda boring
to already know the ending
I would much rather sing
and why do I need a career path
when I would much rather laugh
all this planning seems so daft!


But you have to be a responsible adult

you mean like a banker that steals?
or a soldier that kills?
or a politician that lies?
or a butcher that cuts up animals with knives?


no! no! those are just the extremes!
you got to have dreams!


I do dream
of being free
of being me
no judgements
no labels
just what you see


But what about a vocation?
a location?
somewhere to hang your hat!


life is a vacation
I don't need none of that!


look I am what I am
a man with no plan
you don't have to understand
as long as you can

can what?
just can.
Something I wrote whilst eating my porridge.
The uniVerse May 2018
How many more times will the trees dance outside my window?
How many times does the wind blow?
- calling to me, calling my name
tell me when will it rain, again
to wash away these memories
the clouds have no enemies
just drifting without a care
how I sit and stare
at mother natures beauty
come and watch with me
all these dancing trees
watch how they weave
telling stories with their branches
see how they dances.

Let's run away together
you, me and the weather
sailing on a cloud
can love ever be found?
- or is it only given
true love is heaven
our destination  
heading to revelations
the birds cry out in song
angels in their throngs
listen to them sing
listen to their hymns
praise love and nature
provided for us sailors
let us now atone
we are on our way home.
https://www.instagram.com/p/ByTTkfOninE/
The uniVerse May 2018
I could split the earth in two with my bare hands
I could tear the sea from the sands
I could devour all the pain that's in the world
I could soak up all the anger that's been hurled
I could crush all the demons in the palm of my fist
I could destroy all the murderers that enlist
I could silence all the bullies with a single glance
I could halt all the deviants before they advance
I could protect the children from all that's in store
I could save the innocent from famine and war
I could stop all the tears before they did fall
I could halt all the tyrants before they could rule
I could heal all the sick so that they had perfect health
If only I could save myself.
The uniVerse May 2018
She was kindness and light
he was the darkness of night
lucky black was her favourite colour
there were no lies he could tell her
she stole the truth from sealed lips
a most unusual friendship
but even friends dip
in and out of courtship
oh such fanciful names
for those wicked games
they would play

☽ ―⊰ Night and Day ⊱― ☀

Chasing each other's shadow
but the night was left a widow
where is the light in mourning
who's lost sight of morning
it's become eternal darkness
since night lost his heiress
no child of light was ever seen
for the Knight had lost his Queen
in the dark nothing grows
as life is set upon by crows
he tried his best to stay awake
but everything had turned opaque
black was his heart
without the light of day
black as the sky
without her rays.
https://www.instagram.com/p/ByOFNk7nzEB/
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