Pieta
saddest stone
carved
together
only reason
in spires
both of them
carrying each other
vessels of souls
in death
he lies bleeding
within her
hate it
hate it
dark and grim
but its is still
is the same
of life
question
why are they not
holding each other
in life
manifesting
once
in awhile
to bring joy upon
people who
never learn
killing
their importance
I wrote it after seeing this:
Uncaring?
Indifferent?
the wheel can spin
how quickly
rollercoster ride
wrestling'
down it spun
up it went
round and round
people moved
doors were shut
new ones were open
bridges were built
many burned
faster than
a moment
people jumped
took a leap of faith
A quicker path
some floated above the Earth
watch its okay
but in the end it didn't
really matter
because it was all taken
care of
and she nestled
herself back
in her space
and timeline
where they
wanted her
ready for another round
after laying everything on the line
so what your move is now
somedays I cannot
tell upon the mistakes
you have made
paired two by two
is IT Love?
Or just one stupid rule
I made up one day
to watch the wicked run
If I did then I laugh
harrowing figures
the same
couple paired
unhappily for
the eternity
he questions his mistake
and should
mistake or not
my respect to your choice
she has become your
eternal master
never knowing how to love
but keep you chained
hunting you down
vampire to your spirit
he still wonders
why his worlds are so
wrong
forever
trapped here
in a multitude of
incarnations
in a tree that never grows
she will never guide you home
just a be
the person who pretends
on and on
runaround
suffocating
You're right
When your anger
came as the expression
that
She LIED.
I birthed her life.
She will NEVER birth,
mine
broken and stolen promises
are in my light heart
its my only sorrow
sealed with a kiss
so they say
they study
broken old radio songs
trying to figure out
some code
they dont understand
'nor never will
the only job in the paper
is the uniformed men
and suits looking
for someone to repair it
it will never happen
dont follow
that old
way
fat trap
stolen J channel
angular momentum
its broken forever
take this bait
so I stand on radio hill
drown yourselves
I just got a call from India, our timelines are obstructed and skewed, Im like, I know this is what were trying to overcome and goddamn fix! ! ! ! ! Like a god damnned plugged kitchen sink.
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Imagine
a life
hearing everything
feeling of being
nobody listening
one person
from your childhood
who speaks from a far
who knows
cant figure out
why.
Inside you know
born with the answers
odd prison
boxing out of a mess
a lifetime
trying to explain
the unbelievable
Thanks for the inspiration this morning from a friend, then I heard "Crimes in the "Name of Love"" it tis:
Of course all life is a process of breaking down, but the blows that do the dramatic side of the work - the big sudden blows that come, or seem to come, from outside - the ones you remember and blame things on and, in moments of weakness, tell your friends about, don't show their effect all at once. There is another sort of blow that comes from within - that you don't feel until it's too late to do anything about it, until you realize with finality that in some regard you will never be as good a man again. The first sort of breakage seems to happen quick - the second kind happens almost without your knowing it but is realized suddenly indeed. Before I go on with this short history, let me make a general observation -
the test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function. One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.
We are not separate beings.
Rather we InterAre.
You are my Brother
My Sister
My Mother
My Father
My Uncle
My Aunt
My Grandmother
My Grandfather
My Cousins
My Husband
My Wife
You Are
Everything
that has been
and that will be
just as I hear the
call of my
own born children
from my womb
I hear yours
Think about how
you treat this
Earthly Family...
You are and will always be.
Comments
thread that keeps
all of us hanging
on the line
its the pictures
of color
finding a mind
to better days
its the ritual
of an explosion
breathless wonder
of a single
sail of unity
taking us to
unlimited spiritual
heights
unlocking all
the joyous wonders
all people have been
searching for
as one
understand
its the completeness
of importance
harmonic repair
saddest stone
carved
together
only reason
in spires
both of them
carrying each other
vessels of souls
in death
he lies bleeding
within her
hate it
hate it
dark and grim
but its is still
is the same
of life
question
why are they not
holding each other
in life
manifesting
once
in awhile
to bring joy upon
people who
never learn
killing
their importance
I wrote it after seeing this:
I dont know are you?
are you true?
dedications
love
life
ecology
people
peace
children
sunshine
laughter
have you dedicated
your life to something
inspire someone
helped someone
did something
big or small
what is your soul purpose?
Are you dedicated?
think big
bigger
even bigger than that
miracles
you want to settle
on the small stuff
feel this
feel that
be more than
just incredible
I really
I feel that
more time wasted
worse it gets
I like feeling THAT
dumb simple words
Its for me and now its for you.
Are you dedicated?
I took it are you dedicated to me?
My response was yes.
Then I was thinking what have you dedicated your life to? Or is it wasted.
I believe should share that thought with other people.
Question what is your life really about?
What is your sole or soul purpose?
Never you mind, how.
Its called.
Faith.
Trust.
Hope.
You make the leap,
the jump.
Just do it.
Questioning
methods of madness
to hide
Secrets
and silence.
which are not even
insane at all.
Believe me.
They already are
singing the praises
of becoming
Crazy.
Who is they?
how do you sell a mind?
Walmart buys stuff?
Indifferent?
the wheel can spin
how quickly
rollercoster ride
wrestling'
down it spun
up it went
round and round
people moved
doors were shut
new ones were open
bridges were built
many burned
faster than
a moment
people jumped
took a leap of faith
A quicker path
some floated above the Earth
watch its okay
but in the end it didn't
really matter
because it was all taken
care of
and she nestled
herself back
in her space
and timeline
where they
wanted her
ready for another round
after laying everything on the line
so what your move is now
tell upon the mistakes
you have made
paired two by two
is IT Love?
Or just one stupid rule
I made up one day
to watch the wicked run
If I did then I laugh
harrowing figures
the same
couple paired
unhappily for
the eternity
he questions his mistake
and should
mistake or not
my respect to your choice
she has become your
eternal master
never knowing how to love
but keep you chained
hunting you down
vampire to your spirit
he still wonders
why his worlds are so
wrong
forever
trapped here
in a multitude of
incarnations
in a tree that never grows
she will never guide you home
just a be
the person who pretends
on and on
runaround
suffocating
You're right
When your anger
came as the expression
that
She LIED.
I birthed her life.
She will NEVER birth,
mine
broken and stolen promises
are in my light heart
its my only sorrow
so they say
they study
broken old radio songs
trying to figure out
some code
they dont understand
'nor never will
the only job in the paper
is the uniformed men
and suits looking
for someone to repair it
it will never happen
dont follow
that old
way
fat trap
stolen J channel
angular momentum
its broken forever
take this bait
so I stand on radio hill
drown yourselves
I am showing you
Im on my sofa telling you
laying down meditation
far away
from long ago
communication
inside here
here it is
please remember
black and white
you remember
you caught it
I sent it
worldless
you sent it back
its sits there as proof
in a letter
Im am showing you
all of this
bare enough
we've never
have even met
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a life
hearing everything
feeling of being
nobody listening
one person
from your childhood
who speaks from a far
who knows
cant figure out
why.
Inside you know
born with the answers
odd prison
boxing out of a mess
a lifetime
trying to explain
the unbelievable
reaching with the
lowest energy
lust
connection
in the sound
teaching you
to bend
the highest vibration
light
with just your
thought
in silence
simple
mastery
from far away
but still close
What did you do with it?
Proof.
Its been taken back.
Is there an ultimate
punishment for
deeds.
Who works for whom
Dearest are those
who have taken everything
and those who lied
who used it to get to the top
of a mountain
of nothing
only those with the purest
actions and soul
ever escape
the darkness and void
you will regret your actions
bouncing off a closed door
back to a past
to change the future
to only find
God's rat trap
so go ahead
run your little race
streaming
traffic
through your
head
making a ton
of music
then go
back to sleep
move
blocking beauty
poetry
light
sound
all in motion
feel this breathlessness
catch it please
let it amaze you
hear your bell
of freedom
whispering together
overcome
feel empowered
Darkness
a place you cannot see
but feel in your heart
listen to
in yourself
listen
togetherness
a pinnacle mother
can
only carry
her children
their souls
bring them
forward
move them
home
Its just a leap
of simple faith
like many
Of course all life is a process of breaking down, but the blows that do the dramatic side of the work - the big sudden blows that come, or seem to come, from outside - the ones you remember and blame things on and, in moments of weakness, tell your friends about, don't show their effect all at once. There is another sort of blow that comes from within - that you don't feel until it's too late to do anything about it, until you realize with finality that in some regard you will never be as good a man again. The first sort of breakage seems to happen quick - the second kind happens almost without your knowing it but is realized suddenly indeed. Before I go on with this short history, let me make a general observation -
the test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function. One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.
to read more:
http://www.thirteen.org/pressroom/release.php?get=1640
-F. Scott Fitzgerald, essay: The Crack-Up, February, 1936
Rather we InterAre.
You are my Brother
My Sister
My Mother
My Father
My Uncle
My Aunt
My Grandmother
My Grandfather
My Cousins
My Husband
My Wife
You Are
Everything
that has been
and that will be
just as I hear the
call of my
own born children
from my womb
I hear yours
Think about how
you treat this
Earthly Family...
You are and will always be.
nightly abyss
trying to
remember everything
that is said
between the now
the division bell
oh wakeful
stardust mornings
If ?
I forget
its
somewhere
maybe out there
but all in all
it is
just a
slow
a name change
to Love
anyway
standing by
of an existence
of tattered threads
if destruction
happened
to all of this?
and was forgotten
it never would
have been a loss
After the shattered reality.
How quickly they
came to mend this
nothing illusion.
People are all ready.
On a path through
Ive already taken
many times
Do not Fear.
What are we
saving?
Our being.
dropping
bring
projected
part of the ego
You are not living.
You are just threading
the lies they wanted you
on their loom.