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Guyomech
#101 Posted : 10/14/2012 6:38:49 AM

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Zip- that totally wasn't pointed at you... I enjoyed your piece, and of course puzzled over it a bit.

OK, here goes:


Change comes,
An apocalyptic wind.

I search for the courage
To leap in
And let it carry me away
 

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Mr.Peabody
#102 Posted : 10/23/2012 5:28:10 PM

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As I watch, gracefully it flows
stretching the page’s end to end.
Like a flower lapsed though time it shows
the beauty simple pen and paper can lend

Laws of cause and effect seem not to apply,
for from nothing the work creates itself.

With a blind intent from the very start
The work stores some of my energy.

Though, I’ll never know
but still I must ask,
never to be sure;

Am I the one who draws the art,
Or is it the art that draws me?


Thanks for humoring me!Smile
Be an adult only when necessary.
 
MomentOfTruth
#103 Posted : 11/1/2012 12:58:17 PM

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I wrote this for my GF during a brief moment of inspiration at work a couple weeks ago.
Sort of a cross between a poem and a spoken word type piece. I really enjoyed writing it!


As the warm summer breeze surrenders to the cool, crisp whisper of impending autumn,
As do I, surrender my heart to the endless aura of love and understanding that surrounds you,
My universe radiates with brilliant luminosity, sending shock waves of undying adoration,
Penetrating the depths of my tortured soul and re-awakening my consciousness from its solitary slumber,
Re-igniting my lost flame, and thus bringing light to the chandelier of my crystalline desire,
As I speculate upon the infinite possibilities of our love, my vision is flooded with images
of the sun, scattering rays of hope upon a never ending pasture of floral ecstacy,
We have the rare opportunity to experience and share this mystical magic of affection,
And to protest vehemently, shouting out to the world that happiness is far from a myth!
My only request is that we navigate this labryinth of love together, and with a fighting spirit,
To confront all obstacles in our path as a single, symbiotic unit, never giving up on ourselves or each other,
Take my hand, Dear! Let us inscribe our story onto the pages of time!
Coinci-Transcendentalism
 
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#104 Posted : 12/6/2012 12:01:13 PM

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Got a few here i wrote after feeling mega creative after the tail end of consulting some magick-Spores.

Not nearly as delicate & exquisite as some of the others in this thread Thumbs up , but aimed towards a more Spoken-word sort of delivery. It Starts of slightly angsty and tounge in cheek but ends on a lighter hearted note Love

I Hope you enjoy Smile


Welcome to the chapter of Y[our] choosing,

Be It the Rapture of Y(our) Musing,

Or the kaOs of Y{our} con-fusIon.

GridWork diagnostics indicate a possibly re-Imagined Homeo-Stasis

Symptoms include, Leftists,rightists, Passivists and Fascists

The Prostitutes of revolution and the so called bastard childs of evolution all quue up to argue over who gave first-birth to the abused offspring of a constitution.

Statues put in place built from the tears of human faces,
with Humanity out on 1 limb, trying to shake hands with buried spade's'Aces.

Software updates ARE ready to be installed in to the three fold spheres...

5 senses Will be rendered senseless if the Eye attempts to drown out the wisdom of the Ears.

Say that again mate ?

No need-seeds!™ Twice already happened and became the sum total of what it 8

Knowwhere Forever Points to The Man&Woman's imagined Labrynth of regret, each one queing up to sit atop The Elephant that never chose to forget.

Hurry Hurry! Step Write-Up, or sit the fuck back down!

Life-based-on-a-set-of-Squares or Life ever-rounddddddd-about-nowwwwwwwwwww.....ing?

“Check one-toof-one-toof “
Find a new song to sIng'a'ling.... Diss ones mine”....
“My god would surely win in a fight against yours and yours would surely become a crime”

“My science would surely devour your psy-essense and my truth exposé Y(our) lies!”
Both sometimes forgetting they're but a distant reflection of each other,
like 5 little speckled Frogs sat on a speckled log remembering the dreams of yesterday's Flys.

Long lost brother,uncle,cousin,sister,father-mother.
Family,Friend,Aquaitences, territorial 'enemy's' and unpredictable lovers.


Whether you dance in stone circles and worship a glowing Sun or sit in stone chappels and sing hyms to a Holy-Son, Whether you Pray to a god who can't be depicted in pictures, or search for hidden truths of forgotten lands in lost scriptures,

Whether you Value the results of particle collision, and attempt to unify a field soley through material division;

Know that Know-God or True scientist never saw no-need-for-Know-Gun. Know that Your heart is a reflection of the the words that fall from your own tongue.


The after taste of your premonition will never-ever taste so-sweet ,if you make-the-mistake of confusing your head for your toe and you're hands for someone elses feet...

Today's “Civilization” is just a grown down version of what children play. Know that concrete and steel is Not the final destination, but just 1 sympton of many industrial and planetary hunger and birthing pains.

Someone once said that Blood is thicker than water, but then someone else noticed oil provides a better life for their own daughters, So all is well and good for them, while the rest of the lest are left to protest and protect the redemption of men.

Few there are , Yet many they deeply know
Through their words,Art and action, reaps the seeds of what we ALL have sown

Whether you're a christian, jewish,muslim, budhist ,new-age'ist or scientiist, please stop playing rock-paper-scissors with broken-sisters ,burnt-papers and iron fists.

Do not accept any Political ,Religious or New Age authority as THE absolute truth . Have a good look in your own ground-floor and then slolwy climb back up on to the roof.

Take a look at the view and notice the horizon always sits at the level of the eyes,
Some say “the Devil” is in the detail and often beauty is Evil in disguise,

So for that you will need discernment, and that's something you cannot earn,
To truly Lift the Veil is something we must each Intuitively Learn,

And if we wish to truly fly we must first remember what it is to crawl and to fall , and if we wish to become 'big' we must first understand the wisdom of the small .

It's arguably true that Ignorance is Bliss and it's equally true that Knowledge is power,
And it's this very juxtoposition that commands the many $£conds of Man's heart felt hours.

We Must Uncover {our} past, if we want to have any real say in {our} future,
and i'm not just saying this stuff for fun, its because I know deep down we all want to do-good...

But often there are things in the way, things unsaid, undone and un-displayed.
Things we want to do ,act on or follow up but are too-often-too-afraid.

Many good people see the world as a very cold place, and feel they may actually have 'good' reasons for it too ...And it's these very-tele reasons that stop us from actualizing an collectively shared veiw...

That which Appals you, will Pause You.
That which Pausess you will Claw you.
That which Claws you will often manage to wound you.
That which wounds you will soon-prove-to-guide-you.
That which guides you will always find you.

If you find yourself already found,
Put safe guards in place to ensure you don't again loose sight of Sound.

Now that you can see, help those that can't or Won't.
Now that you're helping , Those who may be sinking will soon begin to float.

Now that you are able to navigate and float,
It's essential you avoid the path of self-righteounsess that takes on the many shapes,forms ,apes & thorns of a recently-deceased yet-newly-wed scapegoat.

When you try and restrict the pursuit of freedom to Hill sides and mountain tops in search for what is warmly 'fair', you will find none-justice there-but-ice-cold-air

Those who look after the Entire Earth and see it All as a garden ,will have the Earth in turn look after them and it will see it's gardeners as it's earth.

We do not live and love on earth , Earth lives and loves through Us.
We do not walk on earth,The Earth is walking through us.
No kicking and screaming required, no trouble & No fuss.

When you have a happy garden, you'll often have a happy home,
and when you have a happy home, you'll often have a happy heart

Home is where the heart is, so if you're feeling home sick, tear down the walls of your illusions and never again rebuild them with some one else's broken bricks.

She or He who has nectar in their heart, will share and share alike ,and s/he who fears loss of what s/he shares will loose wings come times of fights-or-flight.

In silence can be found truth ,Unseen and unposken,
ever peacefully sleeping yet ever awake and awoken,

Never-Ever consider your choices and your life to be a string of heirachyial restraints,

Do not close your Heart to ANYthing, , Yet Know the purpose of it's Gates...



P.S

Calling all ’ From Afrikas to Americas, From Sagittarius to Aquarius ,
From the Old-World-Orderers ,& to the New-world’s Delirious,

From the Babylonians to the Zionists, to the Psychics and the Scientists,
To the Shamans ,Oculists-&-Mystics who juggle their-own holographic linguistics

To those at the gates of any Hell, and to those already residing at any holy-mountains or Heaven ,
To the Defunct Triple-6 and to the double-6 followed by-a-song-of 7s’

From Lemuria & Atlantis & to the current day Atlas,
To the ancestors of the past and to the children of future saplings;

To the Crystal skulls and to the televised Crystal-maze,
To the megalithic-hieroglyphics that act as zodi-accupucture-for future days ,

To the Bodhisattvas,Wisemen, and All True-Sages,
To the Crystally encoded wisdom of all tetra-cubically squared ages

To the source-power-stealin’-serprent dwellers that reside in many a hidden cave,

And last but not least, To the entire Universal family trying to rekindle the re-union of each-one of their twin-flames…

Whether you fear Reptilians, Yourself ,Spiders or Black-Adders,
Know that it’s all just a big game of slippery-snakes and borrowed-ladders,

To Yester-year’s creation and from the pleas of the future’s taking,
What we Reap is what we sow, and what we take can also be taken.

So Give up, Give in.
Replace the violent screams with the dreams only an Entire Planet knows how to sing…”


 
VIII
#105 Posted : 12/9/2012 7:37:08 PM

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These have been very enjoyable to read through. So many interesting styles brought here to the Nexus, I love it.
Some words I wrote while bathing in an afterglow (literally).


Birth to death a fractal of moments
reaching into the field of knowledge
Know that, to know this
There is a mighty twist
And it yours that will be unravelled

Within or without,
Sharing is what it's all about.

Never had affection for those things
Until I saw expression as the source of creation
For all things share the same essence
Brought here by another of the universe's peasants
experiencing patience.

From nothing to something
Zero to sum
What was added?
An impression it left.

Form at its finest
Is a boring display
I thought to add chaos,
And I'm laughing today,
For the love of incongruity
I know will remain.

Descending to nothing is no sight to see
So let me be and I'll rise you'll see.
Don't hide me away or think there's another key
There are only more that lead straight to me.

The inner soul is full of joy. Reveal my secrets and sew me whole. With each day, "I" heeds your call.
You may not care the slightest and may not be the brightest, but from here "I" sees you're mighty for you created it all.

And the jumbling sea rose above the wall.

Through this chaos comes the order you enthrall.
 
VIII
#106 Posted : 12/10/2012 3:59:36 PM

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Descending to nothing is no sight to see
So let me be and I'll rise you'll see.
Don't hide me away or think there's another key
There are only more that lead straight to me.
Loving me indeed is loving another.
Embrace my need for your wonder
And I will give you all my splendor
For you to express the love with your other

We are the echoes of eternity
From the depths, the sideways eight
Where thoughts are left unwondered
Where they are gathered to create
Where they are free to play
For the ears of eternity
The inner soul is full of joy. Reveal my secrets and sew me whole. With each day, "I" heeds your call.
You may not care the slightest and may not be the brightest, but from here "I" sees you're mighty for you created it all.

And the jumbling sea rose above the wall.

Through this chaos comes the order you enthrall.
 
VIII
#107 Posted : 1/21/2013 7:46:04 PM

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While ours are out to tend to the field
We ask you to lay down your armor and shield
Discover this weapon that you have planted
Not what lies in your last hand, that is a fool's errand
Better with a stick in the sand, or paint on the land
Whether you speak through the trees
Or are speaking through electricity
Or harmonizing a chord
Creating the world that will be
Just as we who lie beneath
Tend to the fields of your wildest dreams
Tending the field from which you will be

Vines connect the signs for my rhyme-lined vibes.

Bringing the change, or it's bringing me
Riding out into the waves of endless seas
A part in the seas, an instinct or muttering
On another encounter to find what lays under them
They are my creation, they are my light
Even as I hold my breath the words breathe up my neck
They bring change through me in ways I cannot see
As I lay blind to the most meaningful harmonies

Louis had several feet that went beyond the lengths of feet they became a sheet of tremendous feats and before long they met Bob, er... Zhe. Hehe. Hahaha

Before time was that other thing
A little less of moments, change
When all was the same
And if it ends
All will return
To one
Zero

The question remains
Will it be the same?
Or a reflection of all
That have played the game
Will it capture the essence?
Or does it all fade away?
Or will it pass again through,
As an endless display,
Forever being renewed?
Thanks anyway.

To plant a seed
To unleash the deeds
To create a need
Or to create a being

Within the seas
We find... nothing because we don't look hard enough
Part the seas
Sift the sediments
Reach the core
It's all yours.

Follow the line
As a single point
Of uncertainty
From which radiates
The layers, the levels,
The borders, the shapes,
The colors, the self.

Interact, it is a fact.
Play the irrepeatable part
Of this moment's art
A bit like playing Jacks.

How much do we hold?
How well can we translate?
That primal language
Encompassing our minds

What can we measure,
Rather how can we measure
The contents and how they change?
By examining the processes, the
interactions, the commonalities, and
their primal roots, eternal roots,
From which the contents grew
Where it strikes me deep
Below the ground upon which I rest my feet.

I find it silly
That I wonder. What is this?
That after months of building
I wonder, what is this?
That upon emergence
I wonder, what is this?
That after years of building
I wonder, what is this?
That after countless interactions,
I wonder, what is this?
That after years of cultivating,
I wonder, what is this?
That when I understand
I wonder, what is this?
This is not what it was or seems.
What it looks like is history.

I gave you the key
I let you see
I met an entity

You know when I'm acting that certain way,
Like a smug asshole with no price to pay?
I talked to that entity the other day,
Introduced it to love and led it a new way,
When I meet it again I'll join hands,
Together we have a wonderful dance,
And when you see us perform,
I assure you, my love, it will be grand.

Until the day comes when we all share the stage
A play with magnitudes of might directed by our lovely light

The deepest I go
When I allow my whole
To have full control,
I see the light pulse, I feel the vibes full,
I allow me to observe this,
The tension that be,
As I stop, no heart beats,
This river, still as can be,
I hope you remember me,
You hope I do to,
Until we're bonded together, we remain in uncertainty,
I wave goodbye,
Open my eyes,
"Holy shit! What a ride!"

And zhe spoke unto me, "Give me direction!"
And the lost observer responded, "Well, what direction do you want?"
And zhe spoke unto me, "That one."
And the lost observer responded, "I have given you direction as you have asked. What more could I give?"
And zhe spoke unto me, "Give me direction!"
And the lost observer responded, "But I have! What more could I give?"
And zhe spoke again unto me, "Give me direction!"
And so the lost observer, returning with two more lost observers, responded, "I have given you two more directions as you have asked. What more could I give?"
And zhe spoke unto them, "Give me direction! That one. Is no new observer. That one is me."
And two lost observers responded, "But that one is ours! What more could we give?"
And zhe spoke unto us, "All you have given. Give me direction."

I met my soul and we made a baby
Our third eye brought out,
More focused, we were too hazy
It will look on as we slumber
Look over as we slip through numbers.

Waterfalls of daisies,
I love to play in these!
As the heights steepen,
And you fall deeper,
Don't fear the reaper
We can still be here,
In your waterfall of daisies.

So many sources all holding responsibility,
From the countless should've been bookmarked pages on my digital screens,
To opti & me and the ones who brought it to see
To the ones who replied, influencing my trials
To the Church of the SubGenius archive files
To MillennialX with his magnificent style
To olo in chat
Pandora and her cat
To endlessness and ongoing dedications
To the traveler and cultivated motivations
And everyone else I can't list in spite of and due to my current temptations
If it weren't for the Nexus
I'd still have more to thank
But if I tried to list them all
These lines may fill up Texas
My teachers, acquaintances,
The split-second glances,
Midnight romances,
And did-anybody-see-me's,
To those that tricked me,
To those that fed me,
To those that made me,
To those that make me,
To being what I eat.
To being a tool among tools.
To being here and now.
Reminiscing in my being,
As my thoughts again deceive me
Can't make my blood believe me,
But I can focus and let it be with me.
Thank you for all you teach me.

Persuade yourself. Direct yourself in the direction you want. Plant these moments. Cultivate these moments. Associate them far and wide. With emotions you won't want to hide. And they will direct you.

Nobody is perfect. Nobody is innocent.
Why? We all lie to ourselves. How? Nobody is certain. When and where? Have a look.

I'm walking along infinity
Rounding the curve
Left of right? Not sure.
Make your decision
Follow your path
Round the curves
With my precision
But when the time comes
You do the math

"So if we are connected by loving"
Embrace each moment
Love is bright, Squeeze it tight
Ease the tension, no fear of the night
A chain of moments
Now connect to be me
Embrace each moment
And you will see me.

The force within
You're pushing, I'm pushing,
You're stronger than I
But I am still building,
This tension between us,
Sparks of love and hate,
Requiring embrace for that anxious mind state.
Can you see me clearly?
What layers are showing?
My I seem fat in some parts of my shame.

I'm running away from where I came
But looking more towards home without shame
Laying it all out, seeds for the plains,
This may be one mess of a jungle someday,
With birds heartily chirping, trees, tree frogs
A sun gazing down from the endlessness aboveground,
A new light to be seen has now been found
Under this lens of shameless seams,
My deeds are now seeds,
To be further refined and again spent,
Learn from the mistakes, won't leave a dent
Just another stage for this life's event,
Whatever you do, bring it home,
Cultivate it as it grows,
And watch life bloom,
As a flower of brilliance in lovely hues.

When the winds are blowing over your seas
And your sail seems tattered with patches,
Tears, and seams half sewn
Care, don't worry about your future tune
The here and now cries for you
Sew me whole with seams of truth
So when the winds blow against your sails
You will feel it full and ride it for the view
With me you will be guided as love prevails
Stay and you will love the seams we sew
Show some love and together we sail away.

Make some waves.

Don't even know what we are made of,
Quadruple helix DNA?
Oh boy, um, here to stay

Put yourself in an atmosphere conductive to yourself.

Split it up the middle
Watch yourself fall off
Don't worry, it's vine
And this is only your mind
You will slip back on fine

Create problems in your head
Soon you'll end up red or dead
Solve the problems in the now
You'll hear the guiding voice so loud

Don't you forget about me
Too much ignorance and I cannot see
Weave a shape to be with me
Lift me up so we both can see
All the lies you love are weakening me
With love, stay true, follow the truth
And we will become strong force,
While remaining loose as a goose.

Expectations are plotted lines
They'll be shattered
As you travel down the mainline

Love what you see
Do not fear what is not yet to be
Fear drowns these moments under the sea
The moments sink deeper and deeper
To the pressure that lie beneath

Oh the duality
Yet the oneness of being
Tethered to this physical world as a process for another
Then my mind wanders over to this mental world as a creator of another
Accept what is, create what will be
Oneness, the result of a clinging
To both the inner core and outer fold
Held by an uncertainty of to which I'm belonging
Oh the reality

Choose love or fear
Love what I can do?
Or fear what I think I can't do?

Raised in a home and learned the rules
Stepped out of the box to redefine myself through schools
Tried to make my way as I acted a fool and avoided the fools
Learning my way through as I outline a new box
I built it my own way, I was clever as a fox
Little did I know how silly I was,
For now each new box acts a lock
Little do I know how silly I am,
For now each new box holds a path that I'll walk.

I won't hide my chaos deep down
I won't fear my chaos' deceptive gowns
I love my chaos, even as it frowns
I will bring my chaos, wear it as a crown
Lift it up to watch over all of the towns
And point in the direction of the beautiful sounds


The inner soul is full of joy. Reveal my secrets and sew me whole. With each day, "I" heeds your call.
You may not care the slightest and may not be the brightest, but from here "I" sees you're mighty for you created it all.

And the jumbling sea rose above the wall.

Through this chaos comes the order you enthrall.
 
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#108 Posted : 1/21/2013 7:55:29 PM

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Felid's Cave

it began at the center of the cave
uncertain of a way so i played probability
developed a seed, until no more it could breathe
let it bleed, flow like a sea, suspended in it is an essence of me
as my essence precipitates, a sea seperates
my basics and solvings, instincts and intimate ways
as i made my way to the light of day
and was born to the family of felidae
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The inner soul is full of joy. Reveal my secrets and sew me whole. With each day, "I" heeds your call.
You may not care the slightest and may not be the brightest, but from here "I" sees you're mighty for you created it all.

And the jumbling sea rose above the wall.

Through this chaos comes the order you enthrall.
 
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#109 Posted : 1/21/2013 7:57:21 PM

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If you follow me there is much you will see
Begin in the midst of the joyful set free
Travel up through the mind, through the patterns to me
Through this I hear and see you while it feels me,
Your third eye expresses it for your next serendipity,
The all seeing eye, seeing all patterns,
Links it all together, being your lantern,
Providing you with familiarity, a template, a seed
Providing you access to clarity, some fences, a meaning.

What can be said about you is bright and endless
What is known about you is hazy and grey
Have an idea about the thoughts you hear
You are seen a certain way
Feeling there is a way about you
Thinking of you
Thinking to me
Feeling a certain way
Picturing it a spacey way
Hearing thoughts that made their way
Navigating the maze in familiar ways
To another joyful beginning of processions, expression
Begging to be seen in another fashion,
Reflected upon, cultivated, to be found renewed in the stash again
For what can be said about you is bright and endless,
But what is known about you is hazy and grey,
When the true colors break through to join the experience
You will be witnessed in the beauty of your harmony.
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The inner soul is full of joy. Reveal my secrets and sew me whole. With each day, "I" heeds your call.
You may not care the slightest and may not be the brightest, but from here "I" sees you're mighty for you created it all.

And the jumbling sea rose above the wall.

Through this chaos comes the order you enthrall.
 
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#110 Posted : 3/13/2013 7:01:47 PM

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If you are like me you dabble and explore many methods of self expression. I am a total noob at many of said methods.....


Where will I be, if I am not here
Searching is key, to ending all fear
Open minds absorb, self experienced knowledge
Not just the kind you, can attain from college

Purpose is somewhere, I exist
To stop the unfair, or merely assist
I stand for ideals, but reason forever
Listen to appeals, raised by whomever

The forces of nature, exhume raw beauty
Against selfish protect, for it is our duty
Lucidity is rare, of accumulated ego
To be aware, away from the center we go

Like an electron cloud, our instinct is predicted
Of ourselves we are proud, but I never existed
The wave function collapses, due to observance
Probability is dissolved, to myself I seem earnest
We are surprisingly similar.
 
Guyomech
#111 Posted : 3/13/2013 8:11:23 PM

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Good one!

I recommend that you re-post this in the Official Poetics Thread here in music/art/lit. It's a sticky so it won't vanish off the bottom of the page. And "no harsh judgement" is already a general policy throughout the forums.

Always express yourself without fear.
 
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#112 Posted : 3/13/2013 8:29:30 PM

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Love it! Really down to earth, and not the kind of pretentious crap many poets deliver Razz
 
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#113 Posted : 3/14/2013 1:13:57 AM

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Where will I be, if I am not here
Searching is key, to ending all fear
Open minds absorb, self experienced knowledge
Not just the kind you, can attain from college

Purpose is somewhere, I exist
To stop the unfair, or merely assist
I stand for ideals, but reason forever
Listen to appeals, raised by whomever

The forces of nature, exhume raw beauty
Against selfish protect, for it is our duty
Lucidity is rare, of accumulated ego
To be aware, away from the center we go

Like an electron cloud, our instinct is predicted
Of ourselves we are proud, but I never existed
The wave function collapses, due to observance
Probability is dissolved, to myself I seem earnest
We are surprisingly similar.
 
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#114 Posted : 3/14/2013 1:21:15 AM

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Wow I didn't even see that sticky haha. Thanks
We are surprisingly similar.
 
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#115 Posted : 3/14/2013 1:23:17 AM

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Some depressing words here. Don't read if your in a good mood


I've run out of things, for me to do
I've done it all once, that's all I need to
I will not climb , I know my life
I hate time, I hate light

It's just a circle, and it never ends
The infinite boredom, is not helped by friends
Don't cut in line, We're going to the same place
Hated daily grind, and my life is a waste

I do my work, proceed through the path
But it isn't worth, doing one worksheet of math
To do what I must, to live like they want
If they want me to live, allow me one blunt

Stuck in the truth, I can't delude anymore
Having fun in my youth, was naive nothing more
Now the realitys here, it can't be overlooked
Purposeless wont disappear, like a fish I'm hooked

They say suicide is wrong, the ultimate sin
You must live it long, although you know you can't win
The miracle of life is here, for a short while
But after its passed, you must fake the hard smile

We are surprisingly similar.
 
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#116 Posted : 3/14/2013 1:56:34 AM

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FREEDOM!


We're all born the same, no man is greater
The same constrains, from the same creator
So how can one, control another
Or use a gun, to kill a brother

The illusion of power, is stronger than reason
Follow the leader, or commit to treason
They make decisions, for all of us to abide
Controlling conditions, our rights tossed aside

Declare the legitimate, conform to old books
Imprison the innocent, and treat them as crooks
Who's in charge? Why do we agree?
The illusion of power, enslave the free

Freedom of choice, beliefs, and ingestion
Control ones own voice, allow one to question
I am to you, as you are to me
Control can't exist, if I am to be
We are surprisingly similar.
 
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#117 Posted : 3/15/2013 2:54:05 AM

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Location: Belly Of The Beast
- Dark eyes -

Lost and surrendered to those dark eyes
here at the horizon of unreturnable night.
Time is too late.

Lifetime in this last part pass.
To come out of this world again
distracted by consolation.

Done catching
the tale unknown
caught by those dark eyes.

Night will start passed the door which
spreads in the vacancy of the void.
The sun doesn't rise.

A damaged tale the end unknown.
The ruin of savage strangers
by trust in those dark eyes.

Belief deceived by ruinous work.
Love is king.
The only lasting thing.

Pleasant ruin set in gardens.
Desire or be in love.
Thimble weeds bring up a rose.

At the horizon of unreturnable night,
time is too late.
Surrender to those dark eyes.
[Nãh•Mãs Ny•See•Gom] - Curiosity didn't kill the cat. Familiarity did.
Samsara
 
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#118 Posted : 3/17/2013 2:59:51 AM

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Depressing truth. Core of my depression.


Life is not worth living
It's too absurd and unforgiving
An Infinite loop of unfulfilling
Only the deluded live and are still willing

It's like slavery of the soul
All the work, Without the gold
Fake enjoyment, until your old
Depressions contagious, keep it untold

The illusion of progress, keeps you alive
It will all be gone, once you've died
I know a shortcut, I'm an evil guide
You'll see the logic, in suicide

The one true choice, purest decision
This can never get better, I try to envision
My future is bleak, the same condition
Ill suffer I'm weak, stuck in tradition

There is no purpose, no greater meaning
A depthless surface, the goal is eating
Why play this game, I am bored
It's all the same, without reward
We are surprisingly similar.
 
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#119 Posted : 3/21/2013 1:39:05 AM

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Location: The Dreams of God
I prefer to turn poetry into lyrics as I like to give the words a vessel to fly on. So I veiw all poems as songs waiting for their wings.


Soul Fishing

Down down in a lonely town
I heard a sight and found a sound
What once was lost now is drowned
What once was blind now is crowned
Within eyes so black and round
To find a joy so renowned
To find a toy so profound
To find a soul to astound

Down down in a lonley town

I've found the way out
But the way is up and not down

Down down down

I found a soul to astound
I found a heart to be wound
I found a joy to be found

Down down down

Waves and Sounds
Haze and Hounds
Ways and round and round and round

Which way do I play?
Do I go up or do I go down?


Existential Prison Cell

I'm thinking it's alright today
As I listen to these lies I say
Don't know if there will be another way
And I know there's going to be hell to pay

I'm wondering about my soul on fire
I'm wondering if this God is a liar

Damned to hell and back again
How is this happening

Is it just another game
Are we really all the same

How did I get here
Why is it that I fear
Who are we
How am I

What is this I ponder, wonder, think and stammer
Who? What? How? Where? When? and Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather."
 
#120 Posted : 3/21/2013 9:58:12 AM
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Worlds collide, fractalesent hallways dripping with golden water from the other side of the rainbow, O how i've missed thee. Harlequin designs of an endless display forever undulating; forever novel; forever more. Just when you think you've reached it.. it moves just that much more out of reach, for it is unreachable, yet it's been inside you all along.


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