wave words like
would want to
hear them and
in my ears,
"What did I do
to deserve this?
Am I happy?"
third eye to
I wince as
Celtic chants and
radiate out in
one of us;
I'm driving a
bus powered by
thunder claps and
electric jazz melodies
to meet up
with Pluto and
Chain me to
trees of your
I will claw my
way to the
tops of your mind,
laying my limbs
out like wet
Your ice cream
may start to
but forgo your fear
and lap them up,
the drops for
fresh fruit and
cool, cool water.
let the otter
moonlit path to
mount your raft
to ride it only
and put the
in the compost.
You are the
one you need
By Arcassin Burnham
I am stronger than open seasons in red skies that burn as
Bright as the lies you tell me,
A sorry excuse for a friend that I will never claim,
You claim that you love me , your a fucking liar,
Not a fan of your attire,
Making bonds with a pedophile in your own digust and your
Taste for lust,
I can only imagine how you sleep at night,
The illusion that your love for me was valid,
But really not quite,
Your right! I'll never see the light,
I may not be perfect but this is way out of hand,
If you wanted to get back at me you could have dated my friends,
But your mind is that of a slow moving turtle or sloth,
I'm always two steps ahead of you when you tell me fuck off,
Now , don't say I ever told anything when he cheats on you,
I can't believe I wasted years trying create a life with you,
I have my reasons for why I am the way I am,
But you lack consistency in all the attention and glam.
Turn on the lamp and stray from the darkness within,
I don't know why we are all striked and covered with sin,
You're losing coverage from all the peers around you and,
Trying to kill some time without a single cringe,
°°°°°pull the wool from my eyes°°°°°
°°°°°Adventurous with demise°°°°°
( No matter what you dooooo) °°°°°have to-stay in the light°°°°°
°°°°°all your life , had to fight°°°°°
°°°°°african American boy with some weaknesses°°°°
Weaknesses that will get demolished and looked after
So they won't occur again with all the good progress I've
Putting guards up obtaining comfort in my own surrounding,
Looking after myself is the number priority occurring.
Did you need something?
Sorry, I'm raiding
And I have plans with a friend
To do some high rank arenas later
"I can't right now"
"Give me a moment"
And that moment turns into ten
Perhaps an hour that lasts a day
It's a horrible habit at times
But I don't regret where I spend my life
Twisted into the net
Immersed in this video game
Like an unhealthy addiction
Only it's not
It's my choice
You do your thing
As I hide behind this screen
Enjoying my time
Interacting with people
Over great distances
Whom I call friends
They don't judge
The way those around me do
Believe it or not
Just don't be fooled
By those creeps out there
But I promise
Good people exist
Over the net
You just have to find them
Unlike most people I know who make friends everywhere they go;
I have trouble interacting with others.
It took me all long time to make friends,
sure people would talk to me but
I guess they’d got bored
cause they never tried speaking to me again.
I try to make friends once and a while,
but sometimes we have nothing in common
so I stop interacting with them.
Either way I’m going to have to start to learn
how to make friends,
I can’t be a loner forever.
Or can I?
Sequent occupations of the landscape diachronically
Consisting of Action, Search, and Awareness Spaces
The foci of people comprehensively
Interacting with their place
Where people go
To fulfill specific needs
Those places people are aware of
But do not interact directly
These spaces that appear as palimsests
Accumulated layers of action, search and awareness
Comprehending persistent places is to understand the past
cars, trees and concrete flip by
like television channels, each one forgotten
by the press of the button
or the slow closing of my eyes as i grow tired
of the still-life patterns
and the constant sounds of humans
interacting with machinery
to tell the truth, it was different before
this morning, the buildings sped past
in time with my music
and i smiled back at the bus driver
sitting down with the anticipation
of standing up again
waiting to step down into that sunshine
waiting to shield my eyes from the sky
and wrap my vision around you
and you never disappoint
this afternoon, though
i sit heavy and sinking
into blue plush, silver metal and damp dust
as i leave the sunshine behind
call me dramatic, but leaving you
feels like the real thing
Have we lost our connection
with our partners
Playing silly board games
Or the box
Do we make time to
Spend with those we love.
Or do we work to hard
Spend to much time
Or just interacting with technology
By our lonely self's
Just playing a few board games
What else might happen
You can work it all out..
Let the seventh sorrow reach into
isolated dint; glower, I’m home.
zealots pleasure striking their coup.
Salivating over lustful tomes
all while the hypocrite’s contrition
levels all but a single man’s glare,
interacting with love’s first partition.
Mmm…or maybe; I don’t really care.
I don’t know, nor do I feel the sun.
Lo and behold I spy your visage
onward into my lovely dreams.
Violently these feelings aren’t yet done.
Energy released until I scream
Yet the soul contracts massage.
Opium your female mantis drains
Until we look and find the rain.
I never knew i could disintegrate so easily
not once but twice reduce in shallow
fragments , I decompse of you
Only to find myself in decay
The chemistry of a broken heart
slowly transforming itself
into poison is interacting
on a level of hurt
I´m simply trying to infect you
Rays of light
Suspended in space
Rays of light that float through time
These rays of light are in our hearts
Connecting us through time and space
We are all rays of light
Propagating through space
Interacting with each other
In different ways
Interacting with each other
So that we create this chaotic mess
That somehow has a beautiful order
And when you step back and look at it all
You start to realize just how beautiful
Our rays of light really are
If I can play music right now, I would like to string a guitar. I would want to get a feel a guitar of what is like. Its instrumental sound, the way contracts and vibrates, its all sounded like they are interacting each other as bond by interpreting the lyrics. It is almost like they are intertwined each other while u stringed it with both ure hands. Imagine I can sing, I will string my song to match with my voice. Imagine I can perform with my guitar, I would be wise to have wisdom and never waste my wish. My passion is within the guitar and my heart which works to play music. U just tweak it and never be weaken with ure music.