another that I am working on. thought I would through it out there. really need some feedback on this one
I denounce your temporal plane
Transgressions and faults require at least one day
I close eyes to the Unions ritual Decree
Why cant you just tell us all
That we should live free
Don’t portray false messages
From the unbirthed Ghost
Thoughts of Temporal lashings
Hurt the most
Evil lurks behind those pure eyes
Why repent sins against son of man
While Spirit defaced throws away the lamb
Is this His discipline
Or a controlling façade
Eating bread
From sweat of brow
Do all before Him
Be condemned by God
wow.......
...It's only after disaster that we can be resurrected...
it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)
Where do I go
When heavens not waiting for me
What of my soul
And all of these troublings
Just need to know
Where do I go
God has forsaken me
Thrown to the shore
Due to my blasphemy
Where do I go
Where do I go
I wander alone
Waiting eternity
The streets are so cold
Oh so dead and lonely
Where is my home
Where do I go
Where shall I roam
When heavens not waiting for me
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Where do I go
When heavens not waiting for me
What of my soul
And all of these troublings
Just need to know
Where do I go
God has forsaken me
Thrown to the shore
Due to my blasphemy
Where do I go
Where do I go
I wander alone
Waiting eternity
The streets are so cold
Oh so dead and lonely
Where is my home
Where do I go
Where shall I roam
When heavens not waiting for me
This is so sad and hopeless, heaven waits for those who want it, love is not so fickle...good read, very heart wrenching...
Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
well, I finally got the next piece of this written. This one just flowed for me. At first glance, I believe it may be the best piece (or one of) that I have managed to spit out...not saying I am a great writer...just really liked how it turned out. Anyways:
Truth:::
Wait
Searching here so frantically
Faith
Holding out for bent back wings
Pain
To watch it all slip away
Truth
Knowing it is just what you see
Wanting more so desperately
Take your time, but still you’ll see
There’s nothing more for you or me
The well is dry, those dreams aren’t real
Dust bowls just can not bleed
Consumes your soul, that’s everything
Take your time, but bid farewell
Those sights are grand, too vast to be
So hold them tight, like you can feel
Mind blows so dry, vacant but for tumbleweed
You took your steps
How was the fall
Well this is down
Do you like grace
You can climb back up
But can’t save face
Do you like the end
Is it past start
Did you pass your time
Or enjoy the show
Wait
That angel won’t be drawn to you
Faith
Don’t grasp to what you’ve betrayed
Pain
I think by now it’s sinking in
Truth
It’s your fault it all slipped away
Wasting breathe for penance that won’t be paid
All that time
But now you’ll burn
Time will pass
Maybe then you’ll learn
You earned this place
The truth does hurt
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Good read depop, sad and heart wrenching, hope can go such a long way, life is what you make of it
Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
I hold out
To let my way in
For right or wrong
Or in between
A liar’s touch
That means nothing
Something more for me
Where did I
What’s going wrong
I’ve searched so deep
There’s nothing strong
A simple gaze
Would mean so much
To grace the soul
To hold me up
Something more for me
When I look,
I’m looking in
We learn our will
In darkest hours
To look right back
Sand with footprints in
And see one track
Carry ourselves on
How should I
Read on those hollow words
When needed the most
Not understood
For right or wrong
I pass on by
I move along
To search those verse
Nothing there me
I hold out
And keep searching
It’s not my right
It’s not my thing
I need to hold
I need to feel
To search my soul
And be reassured
Something more for me
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I hold out
To let my way in
For right or wrong
Or in the in-between
A liar’s touch
That means nothing
Something more please
Something more for me
Where did I
What made it all go wrong
I’ve searched so deep
There's nothing there
Nothing there too strong
A simple gaze
Would mean so much
To grace the soul
To hold me up
Something more for me
When I look,
I’m looking in
We learn our will
In darkest of hours
To look straight back
Sand with footprints in
And see one track
Carry ourselves on
How should I
Read-on in those hollow words
When pleading the most
Maybe misunderstood
Right or wrong
I pass on by
I move along
To search those verse
Nothing there
Nothing there for me
I hold out
Oh my tired heart
Keep on searching
It’s not my' right
It’s not my' thing
I need to hold
I need to feel
To search my soul
Maybe reassured
Need something more
Need something more for me
It's not my place,
no no no
It's not my thing
Need something more
I need something more for me
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I hold out
To let my way in
For right or wrong
Or in between
A liar’s touch
That means nothing
Something more for me
Where did I
What’s going wrong
I’ve searched so deep
There’s nothing strong
A simple gaze
Would mean so much
To grace the soul
To hold me up
Something more for me
When I look,
I’m looking in
We learn our will
In darkest hours
To look right back
Sand with footprints in
And see one track
Carry ourselves on
How should I
Read on those hollow words
When needed the most
Not understood
For right or wrong
I pass on by
I move along
To search those verse
Nothing there me
I hold out
And keep searching
It’s not my right
It’s not my thing
I need to hold
I need to feel
To search my soul
And be reassured
Something more for me
Tisk, tisk, I'll have to give him a slap on the wrist, how inconsiderate of him. I guess he's just such a nice guy that he just automatically assumed that you would approve.
Tisk, tisk, I'll have to give him a slap on the wrist, how inconsiderate of him. I guess he's just such a nice guy that he just automatically assumed that you would approve.
That is great to hear.
How is the lil one doing? must be about 8 months old now?
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
How is the lil one doing? must be about 8 months old now?
Actually, I'm getting confused, it's been nearly 5 months married, but close enough. And pacbaby is coming up to 7 months old. DOing very well. She is such a beautiful happy baby, we got very lucky.
Actually, I'm getting confused, it's been nearly 5 months married, but close enough. And pacbaby is coming up to 7 months old. DOing very well. She is such a beautiful happy baby, we got very lucky.
Two beautiful souls projecting as one...
I coulda told you she would be beautiful,
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I whisper
To you my single everything
Explore that world
In constant astonishment
To hold in hands
Life so preciously
To search my mind
Bound with limp vitality
I scream to skies
To seek some remorse
I pray within
I try to release
I need this more
Than I’ve ever needed anything
I beg for you
Take me in place of thee
I pray some more
With my tearful symphony
Please grant for me
In clasping hands
Hedging so incomplete
Your place for sure
Breath life
Confirm vitality
I scream to skies
Is there a reward
I pray within
I search trough the stars
I need this more
Than life even means to me
I need this more
Without is there anything
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I have always held this fear
Of loosing all that I hold dear
Watching for that mournful day
When everything just slips away
Not to see my joys again
Loosing all right from my hands
I spend my time
I will defend
I will not submit
Fight out to the bitter end
I search for answers
I look within
I pray to him
This is not an equal fight
This is fixed, I can not win
This is not an equal fight
How can a defeat the Beasts within
I feel so cold
Bitter numb inside
I take my joys
Plead for them to hide
They stand by close
They too hold me dear
I wish they'd run,
I want them near
Having them so close..
Plays into my ultimate fear
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I looked temporal up in the dictionary, good word!
Curious of pure eyes, who? #X.
thanks...I imagine there are a few definitions for temporal huh? I meant in in a biblical sense...that may be a bit harder to find an easy definition to than one first thinks
as for 'pure eyes,' it also is a biblical reference. It is used several times(like 4 or 5 that I can think of) in the new testament, and several in the old testaments and a few other doctrines. I don't recall the passages, but Jobs has a few I believe. Habakkuk 1:13 I definitely recall...and I believe Proverbs has a mention of it to. Its really all over in the writings. Perhaps not exactly as "pure eyes", but the more I think about it there are at least 15 or 20 mentioning that come to mind!
Wow, i am just doing some flipping and yeah...Proverbs, Psalms...it really is used a lot.
There are 2 basic trees of how it is used...how one views himself in God's eyes (basically one's own opinion of himself and how he/she believes God will view them), and how He views things...Now, the one wishes to keep 'their doctrines pure in His eyes,' obviously, but as close to His words that one may travel, no one is is ever as pure as He/God. So when he looks down upon us in judgment, he looks through 'pure eyes;' He is essentially the standard (an unmatchable one at that...but I ain't even gunna touch the whole persecution / crucification thing now...thats a whole thing in itself). In other words, when God passed his word down to others to spread (bible), he stated that He is pure, He is righteous, His way is correct, etc. Now, keep in mind that one of our primary functions as a part of His creation is essentially to idolize him. God gave us life and in return we are to follow Him and His word. So, when one passes, His final judgment is based on how one followed the aforementioned.
That is the REALLY short version of it...it goes way beyond that though. Soo...'pure eyes' is basically His view on things in this piece.
back to 'temporal lashings'...if you can figure out the meaning of that, I believe that the whole writing will fall into place. It should make you view the whole thing in a WAY different manner.
hope some of those ramblings made sense!
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
6 years of penance paid
the crime of life and shame
anarchy set upon the love he gave
to hold his own
to give his life
to know his place onto the grave
simple steps of worship bring the pain
the hand who holds does time and time
the hand who holds suppressing all
following Exodus' good name
Hands held out
to comfort one another
Hands held out
disguising greed
Holding out
suffocating brother to brother
The hold you seek
does not remove the breaths you breathe
to set you free
to see you're weak
the hand that holds
allows you to see
you can walk away
but you can't be free
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Oh all of this frustration
Sinking in to find a home
Think of new litigations
Ways to set thing right
Search in my soul
Maybe find a way to breathe new life
Wave my fist to almighty heavens
Wave in anger and mystification
Uncertainty is a bitter plight
So maybe it a validation
That I really seek tonight
Not just a case of vindication
Nor urge to split wrong and right
Maybe a new creation
Generation of a clearer sight
Wave my fist to almighty heavens
Wave in anger and mystification
Uncertainty is a bitter plight
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Tread here at my own pace
gathering storms
unleashing at my own rate
Thread here make holy ground
love to no others
fear is where it all starts from
Your just a pawn
in
a mightier game
Your just a pawn
for
me to sacrifice to win
Your just a pawn
in
the grander scheme of things
Your just a pawn
for
my humble amusement
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Feelings that melt inside me
Leave me numb
Rethinking over and over
Life is mine
I can’t get hold of
Can’t see
Outside my shadows
Can’t feel
It will roll me over
Pray through
An empty window
Skewed view
Of what’s not to follow
Live through
Pain of indecision
Go through
Not on singular motion
Lacklustre
And lack of devotion
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Feelings that melt inside me
Leave me numb
Rethinking over and over
Life is mine
I can’t get hold of
Can’t see
Outside my shadows
Can’t feel
It will roll me over
Pray through
An empty window
Skewed view
Of what’s not to follow
Live through
Pain of indecision
Go through
Not on singular motion
Lacklustre
And lack of devotion
What does Atermoyer mean? I couldn't find it in the dictionary.
Comments
wow.......
it's only after you've lost everything ...that you are free to do anything....(Fight Club)
... I'll ride the wave...where it takes me....
glad it did so....thanks
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
this was kinda my point...I feel the same...is that good?
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
When heavens not waiting for me
What of my soul
And all of these troublings
Just need to know
Where do I go
God has forsaken me
Thrown to the shore
Due to my blasphemy
Where do I go
Where do I go
I wander alone
Waiting eternity
The streets are so cold
Oh so dead and lonely
Where is my home
Where do I go
Where shall I roam
When heavens not waiting for me
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
This is so sad and hopeless, heaven waits for those who want it, love is not so fickle...good read, very heart wrenching...
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
Truth:::
Wait
Searching here so frantically
Faith
Holding out for bent back wings
Pain
To watch it all slip away
Truth
Knowing it is just what you see
Wanting more so desperately
Take your time, but still you’ll see
There’s nothing more for you or me
The well is dry, those dreams aren’t real
Dust bowls just can not bleed
Consumes your soul, that’s everything
Take your time, but bid farewell
Those sights are grand, too vast to be
So hold them tight, like you can feel
Mind blows so dry, vacant but for tumbleweed
You took your steps
How was the fall
Well this is down
Do you like grace
You can climb back up
But can’t save face
Do you like the end
Is it past start
Did you pass your time
Or enjoy the show
Wait
That angel won’t be drawn to you
Faith
Don’t grasp to what you’ve betrayed
Pain
I think by now it’s sinking in
Truth
It’s your fault it all slipped away
Wasting breathe for penance that won’t be paid
All that time
But now you’ll burn
Time will pass
Maybe then you’ll learn
You earned this place
The truth does hurt
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
I hold out
To let my way in
For right or wrong
Or in between
A liar’s touch
That means nothing
Something more for me
Where did I
What’s going wrong
I’ve searched so deep
There’s nothing strong
A simple gaze
Would mean so much
To grace the soul
To hold me up
Something more for me
When I look,
I’m looking in
We learn our will
In darkest hours
To look right back
Sand with footprints in
And see one track
Carry ourselves on
How should I
Read on those hollow words
When needed the most
Not understood
For right or wrong
I pass on by
I move along
To search those verse
Nothing there me
I hold out
And keep searching
It’s not my right
It’s not my thing
I need to hold
I need to feel
To search my soul
And be reassured
Something more for me
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
I hold out
To let my way in
For right or wrong
Or in the in-between
A liar’s touch
That means nothing
Something more please
Something more for me
Where did I
What made it all go wrong
I’ve searched so deep
There's nothing there
Nothing there too strong
A simple gaze
Would mean so much
To grace the soul
To hold me up
Something more for me
When I look,
I’m looking in
We learn our will
In darkest of hours
To look straight back
Sand with footprints in
And see one track
Carry ourselves on
How should I
Read-on in those hollow words
When pleading the most
Maybe misunderstood
Right or wrong
I pass on by
I move along
To search those verse
Nothing there
Nothing there for me
I hold out
Oh my tired heart
Keep on searching
It’s not my' right
It’s not my' thing
I need to hold
I need to feel
To search my soul
Maybe reassured
Need something more
Need something more for me
It's not my place,
no no no
It's not my thing
Need something more
I need something more for me
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Thanks Mizz Pacman
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
That's Mrs Pacman now
Hey congrats!!
When did that happen?
He never saught my approval?
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
About 6 months ago now.
Tisk, tisk, I'll have to give him a slap on the wrist, how inconsiderate of him. I guess he's just such a nice guy that he just automatically assumed that you would approve.
That is great to hear.
How is the lil one doing? must be about 8 months old now?
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Actually, I'm getting confused, it's been nearly 5 months married, but close enough. And pacbaby is coming up to 7 months old. DOing very well. She is such a beautiful happy baby, we got very lucky.
Two beautiful souls projecting as one...
I coulda told you she would be beautiful,
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
thank you
To you my single everything
Explore that world
In constant astonishment
To hold in hands
Life so preciously
To search my mind
Bound with limp vitality
I scream to skies
To seek some remorse
I pray within
I try to release
I need this more
Than I’ve ever needed anything
I beg for you
Take me in place of thee
I pray some more
With my tearful symphony
Please grant for me
In clasping hands
Hedging so incomplete
Your place for sure
Breath life
Confirm vitality
I scream to skies
Is there a reward
I pray within
I search trough the stars
I need this more
Than life even means to me
I need this more
Without is there anything
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Of loosing all that I hold dear
Watching for that mournful day
When everything just slips away
Not to see my joys again
Loosing all right from my hands
I spend my time
I will defend
I will not submit
Fight out to the bitter end
I search for answers
I look within
I pray to him
This is not an equal fight
This is fixed, I can not win
This is not an equal fight
How can a defeat the Beasts within
I feel so cold
Bitter numb inside
I take my joys
Plead for them to hide
They stand by close
They too hold me dear
I wish they'd run,
I want them near
Having them so close..
Plays into my ultimate fear
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Curious of pure eyes, who? #X.
-Paul Verlaine-
"With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion."
-Edgar Poe-
thanks...I imagine there are a few definitions for temporal huh? I meant in in a biblical sense...that may be a bit harder to find an easy definition to than one first thinks
as for 'pure eyes,' it also is a biblical reference. It is used several times(like 4 or 5 that I can think of) in the new testament, and several in the old testaments and a few other doctrines. I don't recall the passages, but Jobs has a few I believe. Habakkuk 1:13 I definitely recall...and I believe Proverbs has a mention of it to. Its really all over in the writings. Perhaps not exactly as "pure eyes", but the more I think about it there are at least 15 or 20 mentioning that come to mind!
Wow, i am just doing some flipping and yeah...Proverbs, Psalms...it really is used a lot.
There are 2 basic trees of how it is used...how one views himself in God's eyes (basically one's own opinion of himself and how he/she believes God will view them), and how He views things...Now, the one wishes to keep 'their doctrines pure in His eyes,' obviously, but as close to His words that one may travel, no one is is ever as pure as He/God. So when he looks down upon us in judgment, he looks through 'pure eyes;' He is essentially the standard (an unmatchable one at that...but I ain't even gunna touch the whole persecution / crucification thing now...thats a whole thing in itself). In other words, when God passed his word down to others to spread (bible), he stated that He is pure, He is righteous, His way is correct, etc. Now, keep in mind that one of our primary functions as a part of His creation is essentially to idolize him. God gave us life and in return we are to follow Him and His word. So, when one passes, His final judgment is based on how one followed the aforementioned.
That is the REALLY short version of it...it goes way beyond that though. Soo...'pure eyes' is basically His view on things in this piece.
back to 'temporal lashings'...if you can figure out the meaning of that, I believe that the whole writing will fall into place. It should make you view the whole thing in a WAY different manner.
hope some of those ramblings made sense!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
the crime of life and shame
anarchy set upon the love he gave
to hold his own
to give his life
to know his place onto the grave
simple steps of worship bring the pain
the hand who holds does time and time
the hand who holds suppressing all
following Exodus' good name
Hands held out
to comfort one another
Hands held out
disguising greed
Holding out
suffocating brother to brother
The hold you seek
does not remove the breaths you breathe
to set you free
to see you're weak
the hand that holds
allows you to see
you can walk away
but you can't be free
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Sinking in to find a home
Think of new litigations
Ways to set thing right
Search in my soul
Maybe find a way to breathe new life
Wave my fist to almighty heavens
Wave in anger and mystification
Uncertainty is a bitter plight
So maybe it a validation
That I really seek tonight
Not just a case of vindication
Nor urge to split wrong and right
Maybe a new creation
Generation of a clearer sight
Wave my fist to almighty heavens
Wave in anger and mystification
Uncertainty is a bitter plight
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
are
we waiting for
What
when
nothings there
Tread here at my own pace
gathering storms
unleashing at my own rate
Thread here make holy ground
love to no others
fear is where it all starts from
Your just a pawn
in
a mightier game
Your just a pawn
for
me to sacrifice to win
Your just a pawn
in
the grander scheme of things
Your just a pawn
for
my humble amusement
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
Feelings that melt inside me
Leave me numb
Rethinking over and over
Life is mine
I can’t get hold of
Can’t see
Outside my shadows
Can’t feel
It will roll me over
Pray through
An empty window
Skewed view
Of what’s not to follow
Live through
Pain of indecision
Go through
Not on singular motion
Lacklustre
And lack of devotion
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
What does Atermoyer mean? I couldn't find it in the dictionary.
Is it like "attaboy?"
anyone who preaches that is just way confused
a book or your spirit
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
It is French for procrastination
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key