despite what you were told everything is heating up everything is alive i gotta view of it from here its golden and your face mystic sand rhythms in your heart blends when we get close the rhythms harmony a field magnetic electric Lord sing a new song please..
Month: April 2017
Old Susanna doesn't cry for us. the pass where she made her journey first is a nice place to sleep for the evening. The wind feels wonderful coming down these hills.
paths were only dark if you were dark.
we went strong into it. a frey we hadnt seen before since before a time we could remember Go- kept us above the fray.. a new set of rules had to be adopted for an electronic mind, that would battle your own lines were only blurred if you let them blur paths were only dark … Continue reading paths were only dark if you were dark.
And aren’t the streets fortunate to have you..
and thats never what i really wanted for the city of Gold i really wanted the foundations to be solid i wanted there to be the most precious of stones and is there still? and arent the streets fortunate to have you? and when could we achieve equilibrium? when was the justice hall barren for … Continue reading And aren’t the streets fortunate to have you..
from here you cannot hear them..
now im parked on a nice little street where the poems win youll come over here and see what i am talking about. theres little sleeping birds who sing pretty in the morning theres a view of the San Fernando Valley looking north.. to the east are the airplanes constant loud engines from here you … Continue reading from here you cannot hear them..
the stars became diamonds
the stars became diamonds all there hanging about glistening gleaming brighter brighter ever upwards it seemed anyway whos to say it was up maybe when we are looking up we are just looking down maybe gravity is just centrifical force.. maybe the long con is finally ending or maybe we should beware of such … Continue reading the stars became diamonds
Long Breath of the Pores through Silent firling waves…
when he left his post, the oil ceased to be produced, for now that which made him a new world man old world plans kept trying to surface the same old story a great sea lion ambassador came today with tidings from the great clan sea lion the sand beneath my feet smooshed later, he … Continue reading Long Breath of the Pores through Silent firling waves…
ode to the light in you.
i am feeling around for you in the dark reaching out to you where you might have fallen im looking to find a glimmer of a shine of hope a ray of sun from your eyes i know its there im feeling around for you in the dark and walking slowly with hands in front … Continue reading ode to the light in you.
pressed into the soft mud…
we began with you we ran faster and faster until the primordial sludge was programable we fed roses and cow dung into one end of a space craft out came black goo when I crashed I took out the last thing I had, my survival knife Pressed into the soft mud later on we called it … Continue reading pressed into the soft mud…
Now in manifestation of infinity
when you began to resonate with harmony for good your will in accordance with the just true light entered into your being and your soul was shown for its brilliance never to be taken but to be seen as an aspect of love one of the myriad. no game could possibly grip such a thing, … Continue reading Now in manifestation of infinity