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Tommy Johnson Jun 2015
I brought some wine for us for while we work
But we got too drunk to do anything
Another day perhaps, yes?
I'm sorry

Become what you love
Know what it is you want
Remain positive
Think
Extend yourself to all others
Free yourself from obsession

Look at our food, all dressed up
You better finish it, there's starving kids in Africa
They all took up space, carried dead weight
Not getting any younger
Xerox days constructed by a constant
Countless times, countless lives, make them count
The neighborhood will reimburse you

Focus
Know change is always present
And you are limitless
Make everything clear
Find your motive
Go at it with euphoria
Align yourself
Then achieve

What to do?

Balance the opposites
Karma
Rebirth
Take responsibility for your actions
Trust to your instincts
Accept truth and speak it
Prayer
Meditation
Dare to question

I'll never settle for less than
In this case
Nothing whatsoever
Fun dissension pops up
Name and address withheld
Uphill battle wages on

Feel the vibration
See the wonders of the world
Healing
Purification
Gain your perspective
Be grateful for it
We are all blessed
Protected
Faith
Grace
Unity

Go, grow, go, grow

Love
Joy
Peace

I'm certain of all of this
Call me old-fashioned
In contrast to convey
So uncanny
The ladder and the former
Steam powered
The naked eye has seen everything

Always doing it the hard way

Remain patient
Stay gentle
Always be giving

Our notability

Closed off

The method, the message

Goodness
Confidence

Without alarm we would never wake
The Top dog is not playing dead
The offspring of hope looking for a laugh
Did they see what I heard? It was silent and bright
Quiet

Be humble
Know moderation
Have total control of yourself

They want to go speak to the lawyer
To whom it may concern
Rather speak to the jury
Couldn't be bothered with our testimony
Left them all and walked the earth

Laying awake in my squeaking bed
I cannot sleep, I bash my head
Now my sheets are running red

I cannot stand for this

Like that
Men must man-up

Can you feel the world moving as you sit there sealed within yourself?

This is what you're here for
To discover and learn
Build your own destiny
Decide your fate
Through generosity
Strength
Sacrifice
Your intuition will guide you

Modern harvest
Commercial compensation

Plucking between her eyebrows

Making us dance

Agartha

From me, to you

It's just the wind
It's never just the wind

Could it be?
You would be hard pressed to believe
It will all come to order
Unhindered
It will be natural

Let it come naturally
Body
Soul
Mind
Spirit

The temporary
The permanent
The starts
The stops
The solstice
The equinox
The opening
The closing
The beginning
The end
We are complete
It is finished
It comes back again
Tommy Johnson Jun 2015
I'm there for those with knives in their backs
For those with hearts that are chipped and cracked
With deteriorating mentalities  
And crumbling realities
I'll be your friend
To the bitter end
Your secret lover
Your blood brother
I come from the darkest depths
Defile life and defy death
Faster than the eye can see
Slave to adrenaline but yet, I'm free
Call me if you need me
But only if you need me
I'm the one your parents warned you of
The one you love to hate and hate to love
A thief, a cheat with all the connections
You look at me and cry because I'm your beautiful reflection
I assure you everything is fine
I tell you, we're all born to die
Addiction and suppression
Conviction and depression
I am no one
I come from nowhere
I come from nothing
Unless you have something to give
No one is going to care
This hurts you more than it does me
I'm the ******* child
Always in the wrong, am I right?
I'm the best at being the worst
Don't pay me any mind
Unless you wanna take this outside
That's where I am
And that's where you'll be safe
It's almost too good to be true
Because it is
Tommy Johnson May 2015
I'm falling by the wayside
I'm part of the up and coming coalition
Trying to get this contraption up and running
That will do away with paint realities

Chapter 11
Section 8
Stake-less bets and crucial moments
I am the noble savage
I can see the focal point
In my peripheral vision
I see a pesky pescetarian  
Tarnishing reputations
Varnishing them with rumors
Serving them with an appeasing garnish
That's their claim to fame

My left and right brain have their held thoughts
I know there is no "I" in "team", but there is one in "time" and you're wasting mine
I want to take the whistleblower and carry her over the threshold

       -Tommy Johnson
Tommy Johnson May 2015
I've got more issues
Than the daily news
You don't even know the half of it
You're so full of it
You said "last time" last time
I'm guilty until proven innocent

Everything has a shelf life
I'm ******* up left and right
Please excuse my bad taste
As I build my persona and reinvent the wheel

These are the paths we follow
These are the lives we lead
We believe in our own lies so hollow
Mesmerized by their majesty

You have allotted powers
And a cognitive prerogative
To appropriate
The procreate
We co-create
Something concrete

Awestruck by the rhetoric
And the ironic ruckus
Of the fire truck up in flames
And the destructive rumpus of the ambulance taking lives in vain

It's nature verses nurture
You're blessed with life
Premeditate
And respect your life
Tommy Johnson May 2015
You try to capture my attention
By painting by numbers
The inescapable feelings
Are melting in my mouth
The worn off novelties and furtive commodities
I never thought I'd get this far, allow me to paraphrase

Divide and conquer
This is our valor
Different molds
Different shapes
Different models
Different makes
We have the right away

You try your best to preclude
Dissonant product placement
And learn the differences between emotion, feeling, attitude and mood
The art of subsumption  
Looking for a viable something or other

I am a gun for hire aiming at those who cajole
I am a gun for hire aiming at the rigmarole
I am a gun for hire aiming at the Lords and Commons
I am a gun for hire aiming at special interest groups

Oh, shock of mercy subpoena me into extinction
But not before I get a clear consensus
Of who knows that while you get played they get paid
Then let the Copperheads lay me down under my shroud

On June 15th, a Wednesday at noon
Tommy Johnson May 2015
Enemies, couriers, city-slickers avert your eyes
Heed this warning, I am troubled
I will leave you with more questions than answers
You'd be making time to take time only to waste time
I'm two bottles of wine in and I'm just getting stared
I'm down with going up against someone

I can't clarify if I am friend or foe
I can't ratify fight or flight
It is what it is
Because I said so

Sons and daughters
Keep your eye on the birdie
Time will always show you how much of an idiot you were
Being parsimonious is permissible and bereavement is a give in
I'm three bottles of wine in and I'm just getting started
I'm up for going down on someone

You'll be used, abused and misconstrued
But it will bring out your dexterity
Along with your innate abilities
You do you
Tommy Johnson Apr 2015
Acknowledge the suffering
And mending
That lead to immunity
Question your depths
Break out
Find fact
For your own eyes
Do not despair
Be true
Fluid
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