Begone all the nay sayers I have risen to be me No more will I be passed over No truth I will not see For life is mine And I must live As this is the only time I can give To those who are sighing What about tomorrow Live like you're dying Self pity Is Sorrow
there is a certain liberation to be enjoyed no rule following going through a point that impresses the senses freedom of speed reaching the horizon before dawn no longer per hour measuring in the second ecstasy of movement with no destination ending too soon but living in the moment
Tanned faces in the winter of hope Lasting forever Distant perhaps Remote This life despairs all who come to pass Knowledge is regression Time however Never lasts
The streets are uneasy at this time When the twilight separates the day Party goers , lonely wanderers, the disturbed And yet As the darkness fades All takes on a new perspective
The real disappears and the routine begins once more Uniformed of mind take their places in the daily experience Isolated beings for the sake of repetition and familiarity Weak every day through the months and years Until All stops
Those in the shadows prefer the unknown and unexpected The challenge of survival without a fragile safety net For it all ends for all How we reach that point depends on our perception of a life lived
By now the sun will have risen in the north Set in the south and all within four hours Twilight passes for night and day Clouds no longer cruise the horizon Seasons last for years This haven replaced Earth But I know where I'd rather be
Lost in a vision of eternal greed Exploitation of the masses to further their need Living for a drug that makes blood rust Creatures that sadly are no more than dust More More More they cry Me Me Me they cry When It can no longer satisfy Then Within They die
The day stretches ahead My passage is unclear Nothing remains The darkness of a summers morning is a warm blanket Saving me from myself As I walk towards my journey The future has begun
The streets are uneasy at this time When the twilight separates the day Party goers , lonely wanderers, the disturbed And yet As the darkness fades All takes on a new perspective
The real disappears and the routine begins once more Uniformed of mind take their places in the daily experience Isolated beings for the sake of repetition and familiarity Weak every day through the months and years Until All stops
Those in the shadows prefer the unknown and unexpected The challenge of survival without a fragile safety net For it all ends for all How we reach that point depends on our perception of a life lived
I remember a time when you had to go look for information now it is inescapable we are overloaded to a point of no return short-circuited into believing all is lost unsure how to fit in to be accepted driven by things outwith unable to speak for fear of being shut down
STOP CEASE DESIST
switch off breathe relax look at the world that is yours deal with only what you can effect live again
The power of the mind is unknown Producing truth, fear, hope, etc, etc, +++ So many thoughts Too confusing for anyone Too difficult to fully control But with practice Silence can be found Allowing peace in all ventures
by the morning the waters had receded to reveal new horizons the surface of a different world but this was no sea of tranquility more a reflection of a barren future
Must I look around Involving myself in expanding intimacies Something created from so much But very little Pushing me from the importance of the infinite Rotating without break Encompass all No matter No willing I must float Flex Descend Cease If I am here I must belong
Monochromatic scenes in this city of has beens Hearts no longer pure from too long in the sewer Youth no longer able from too long in the cradle Destiny cut lean from living in a dream
Technicolor skies in this land where hope lies Souls once unsure bring light to who endure Age once a bane brings hope to who remain Skills seldom seen bring reality to the dream
going on a journey to catch up with my past I want to see it all so I'm not going fast look around me things are not the same developed the land where we used to play games
Travelling to the outside Of in A world contained Of nothing By no one To examine Perhaps the genius of snails One cannot Encapsulate A life Too real For some
The air has been ****** from the sky The seas can't cry The shark hunts the lion The path of life is flying Contradictions of a world unknown The past visits through the twilight zone My heart beats faster breathing gets harder WHAT'S GOING ON WHAT IS GOING ON