There is an old spoken tale of fate, spun low beneath this world of hate.
Where princes, sheiks, and dukes of sorts, are heroic men in Lordly court.
Upon the seas of Caspian,flotilla a ship with mast and hands.
All on deck yet under the lee, a tragic death so silently.
Yet master of the men on deck, had hung around his neck his best.
And our father in the solemn sky, found truth in his and her sharp cries.
A deal was struck, a pact was made, to see his love again that day.
Ten years at sea, One day on Land, this covenant of promised land.
It's been 30 years to this very day, and on this spot our lady prays.
As young as she'd been that moment wept, the sun gave rise, our hero kept.
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Sunday, August 1, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Chocolate Hilt
Away with hallelujah, perfect perception in such a deep kiss.
No one else can speak with what you've sewn,
It's almost as if its real this time,
Real enough to feel my own.
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No one else can speak with what you've sewn,
It's almost as if its real this time,
Real enough to feel my own.
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Killing My Loudly.
You know i loved you,
My dear i gave it all,
I rode my bike day in an out,
Just to see your smiling jaw.
I'll leave you now so you can go,
spread your wings,
fly high fly slow.
Alas my lass,
when you exhaust,
your final breathe,
your Pentecost,
I'll be smiling,
just as lost.
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My dear i gave it all,
I rode my bike day in an out,
Just to see your smiling jaw.
I'll leave you now so you can go,
spread your wings,
fly high fly slow.
Alas my lass,
when you exhaust,
your final breathe,
your Pentecost,
I'll be smiling,
just as lost.
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Wednesday, April 21, 2010
360`
I am an object with many sides to view,
360 degrees of perspective and objectives.
When you say I am black, she saise i am white.
When he says i am happy, they think i am sad.
360 ways to look at a single sector of a slice,
in one moment.
Now multiplied by infinite amount of moments and spaces.
There is no end.
One leads to two, two leads to three, three leads to four, beyond four lies the Lord.
The lord of numbers, is that what we are, numbers too far and many to count.
Yet we try, for what purpose? To have a purpose...
This is our purpose.
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360 degrees of perspective and objectives.
When you say I am black, she saise i am white.
When he says i am happy, they think i am sad.
360 ways to look at a single sector of a slice,
in one moment.
Now multiplied by infinite amount of moments and spaces.
There is no end.
One leads to two, two leads to three, three leads to four, beyond four lies the Lord.
The lord of numbers, is that what we are, numbers too far and many to count.
Yet we try, for what purpose? To have a purpose...
This is our purpose.
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Blaze of Light
Horus, or the Chorus!
Matter's not to the friend of mine,
Doth trainwreck slums from fresh rot pines.
Truth deludes sanity, Ferocity compels irony,
Standing before God, You'll come to peace,
Where all is fine, and love is least.
Hallelujah!
Matter's not to the friend of mine,
Doth trainwreck slums from fresh rot pines.
Truth deludes sanity, Ferocity compels irony,
Standing before God, You'll come to peace,
Where all is fine, and love is least.
Hallelujah!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Midni-skit Flur-ongs
Belts-o-belation,
cross realms on quotations,
Karma-tic melod-ioc sensual-ations,
Busted walls-o-migration,
first flight outa this hole,
I'm in the new generation.
Got-forgot, how I left my shit,
traveled back lent it to my shadow,
creeping there I saw a jack,
there were two with blades in fact,
slowly reached betwix the seats and grabbed the knife plus pic of me.
The way they came, like lions at din, they were flying flurry's of death and revenge,
desperate to attend, like blood in heaven, they came upon me, tossing and grabing,
I came upon focus, I came upon will, I dodged dipped and dived, till desperation what nill.
Severed the soul link between them and their demon, I called to my father to blast up thee heathen, It was then their eyes became, a dream like in-sane.
Sharing a laugh, and a retort of sorts, woundless I went about my way, and enjoyed
breaking the fast.
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cross realms on quotations,
Karma-tic melod-ioc sensual-ations,
Busted walls-o-migration,
first flight outa this hole,
I'm in the new generation.
Got-forgot, how I left my shit,
traveled back lent it to my shadow,
creeping there I saw a jack,
there were two with blades in fact,
slowly reached betwix the seats and grabbed the knife plus pic of me.
The way they came, like lions at din, they were flying flurry's of death and revenge,
desperate to attend, like blood in heaven, they came upon me, tossing and grabing,
I came upon focus, I came upon will, I dodged dipped and dived, till desperation what nill.
Severed the soul link between them and their demon, I called to my father to blast up thee heathen, It was then their eyes became, a dream like in-sane.
Sharing a laugh, and a retort of sorts, woundless I went about my way, and enjoyed
breaking the fast.
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Monday, April 12, 2010
American Psycho-naut
I am true to the rule of insanity,
I play with my dreams, and they devour my vanity.
To be in cohesion with all that I say,
Would require the death of my dolls everyday.
Alas 'n 'th night, holding them tight, I put up a fight, as they slowly slip away.
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I play with my dreams, and they devour my vanity.
To be in cohesion with all that I say,
Would require the death of my dolls everyday.
Alas 'n 'th night, holding them tight, I put up a fight, as they slowly slip away.
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Sunday, April 11, 2010
Death shall set you free?
If to bee free is to die, than do life is a shame,
alas shame isn't mine, it is simply a game.
a game with many levels, each harder than the last,
play hard and play vigilant this game is a blast.
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alas shame isn't mine, it is simply a game.
a game with many levels, each harder than the last,
play hard and play vigilant this game is a blast.
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Saturday, April 10, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Momentize
Moniter momenum, as it sways two your breath,
Leaving old traces of newness undressed,
crossing your old relms for anceint anews,
looking twords heaven your life prances you,
t'was me, or she, who wonder of the ski,
alas it matters not as the eye sees the eye.
spacious, gracious, let not a word fail, for the rumpus has compass t'word aftermath trail.
Peace be with ye, all ye black sheep, in a wild-o-world how can we all sleep.
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Leaving old traces of newness undressed,
crossing your old relms for anceint anews,
looking twords heaven your life prances you,
t'was me, or she, who wonder of the ski,
alas it matters not as the eye sees the eye.
spacious, gracious, let not a word fail, for the rumpus has compass t'word aftermath trail.
Peace be with ye, all ye black sheep, in a wild-o-world how can we all sleep.
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Perfect Ending.
'Cupped with millions, spoiled loads, the final fight had come, unload.
Upon the showered bullet trail, into a hearth vehicular swail.
Escaped we had, with legions past, unto the rails of the motor pass.
So their doth eye, silly ol me, with millions of dollars in monopoly.
We smiled than dipped, a new life begin.
It seemed even skies were smiling upon me.
Thats when it came, like a sudden brigade, the ending so perfect it left me fantade.
The lady the dog, the cars, the talk, it seemed as perfection as solemnly sleeped, would wake me in midnight with Callista at lee.
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Upon the showered bullet trail, into a hearth vehicular swail.
Escaped we had, with legions past, unto the rails of the motor pass.
So their doth eye, silly ol me, with millions of dollars in monopoly.
We smiled than dipped, a new life begin.
It seemed even skies were smiling upon me.
Thats when it came, like a sudden brigade, the ending so perfect it left me fantade.
The lady the dog, the cars, the talk, it seemed as perfection as solemnly sleeped, would wake me in midnight with Callista at lee.
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Bangalore
Spit the wicked tender tounge, inside outside, under young.
Lies refurbished all my pain, adu adu, again again.
Across some waters made by men, rode on bike my heart again,
Chasing down the midnight fog, i clipsed my sip an swallowed hard.
'Las my friend thy entered night, my 'fered cavern of dwell delight.
So scored was she it mattered not, the insect prince doe prance and flont.
I spoke, begave in thirteen tounges, 'le mistress donte did follow none,
sept' i whome gave a fingered say, than lingered in from doth till stay.
Ay my sigh, nor low nor high, nor did i cry, when they passed by, i'm sure My father,
tied loose in His heavens, had nothing more to say than "Amen"
A;as it was not what i thought, yet thinking goes out when your bought, and who are you to say your free, when your a sinner just like me.
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Lies refurbished all my pain, adu adu, again again.
Across some waters made by men, rode on bike my heart again,
Chasing down the midnight fog, i clipsed my sip an swallowed hard.
'Las my friend thy entered night, my 'fered cavern of dwell delight.
So scored was she it mattered not, the insect prince doe prance and flont.
I spoke, begave in thirteen tounges, 'le mistress donte did follow none,
sept' i whome gave a fingered say, than lingered in from doth till stay.
Ay my sigh, nor low nor high, nor did i cry, when they passed by, i'm sure My father,
tied loose in His heavens, had nothing more to say than "Amen"
A;as it was not what i thought, yet thinking goes out when your bought, and who are you to say your free, when your a sinner just like me.
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Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Amzing
We wander, scour, the earth for purpose now, we're and yet we know, that nothing, is there. For you, joy, is just another toy, i belive in this hell, for heaven is closer. And i see, this world is not for me, i am alive in every scent and touch of a dream. You'll kill, just to satisfy, that endless ache you have, that pit of dark inside. i've seen, i've touched, and in it, i know, as little just as much.
It's amazing, so amazing, all this life for you.
It's amazing, makes my heart break, when we slaughter good.
Push it, now, i'm only just a dream, a shadow of a breeze, thats blowin, an blowin. You, me, were surely just above, as well as soon below, this doctrine, of lust. Yet i've seen, a million times or more, the sand upon the shore, of a castle of castles. And Jesus knows, he died 3 times before, all to set the floor for this answer, this dancer.
It's amazing, makes my heart sting, when i lie to you.
It's amazing, killing sad kings, just for the poison food.
Not sure how, we came here anyway, not that i really care, were not meant to, survive it. Like a friend, once spoke, this life is just a joke, a setup we've been trapped, damnation, damnation, and yet, i know, for when its on the floor, all the red inside, the heartless desire. That we'll be, finally set free, this time i'll die in peace, for the others, my brothers.
It's amazing, It's amazing, green grass and blue skies.
It's amazing, alone as i've been, holding on to life....Letting go of life.
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It's amazing, so amazing, all this life for you.
It's amazing, makes my heart break, when we slaughter good.
Push it, now, i'm only just a dream, a shadow of a breeze, thats blowin, an blowin. You, me, were surely just above, as well as soon below, this doctrine, of lust. Yet i've seen, a million times or more, the sand upon the shore, of a castle of castles. And Jesus knows, he died 3 times before, all to set the floor for this answer, this dancer.
It's amazing, makes my heart sting, when i lie to you.
It's amazing, killing sad kings, just for the poison food.
Not sure how, we came here anyway, not that i really care, were not meant to, survive it. Like a friend, once spoke, this life is just a joke, a setup we've been trapped, damnation, damnation, and yet, i know, for when its on the floor, all the red inside, the heartless desire. That we'll be, finally set free, this time i'll die in peace, for the others, my brothers.
It's amazing, It's amazing, green grass and blue skies.
It's amazing, alone as i've been, holding on to life....Letting go of life.
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Noise
Blah blah, ha ha, ga ga, mama..PAPA! whome did ye yearn, lies conjure turns. Master-full magester, conquering minds. Killing that is, what 't means to be timed.
Por favor, endeavor to be like the unseen, swift in your sin, silent in screams.
Naught my father i love and be live, seek what it knows, splendor theese gifts.
Alas, thy curse, bought cures upon them, found screaming in darkness, twords new love again.
Peasant pestilence pulling my mind, the child of worldy order chaos combined.
My truth is i am one being in full, yet in it i see devils unfold.
How could you know, as the river doth flow, Styx holds the souls of my family's role.
Let me fall, for why i have,
Raise me up, for them i gave,
And in the middle,
Doth death 'pon risen,
Those solemn secrets provide provision.
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Por favor, endeavor to be like the unseen, swift in your sin, silent in screams.
Naught my father i love and be live, seek what it knows, splendor theese gifts.
Alas, thy curse, bought cures upon them, found screaming in darkness, twords new love again.
Peasant pestilence pulling my mind, the child of worldy order chaos combined.
My truth is i am one being in full, yet in it i see devils unfold.
How could you know, as the river doth flow, Styx holds the souls of my family's role.
Let me fall, for why i have,
Raise me up, for them i gave,
And in the middle,
Doth death 'pon risen,
Those solemn secrets provide provision.
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Just Write
I heard from a friend that this shit never ends, if thats true then this hue, such an ugly piece of you, isn't all what it seems, and i guess theese are just dreams, so infected with a purpose, the've lost the meaning of the circus. Now you and I are quite alike, i mean we must be, were here alright. And in this sense of sure real wonders, them seven others are just uncovered. Ahha, ok, there is no sense, alas my friend, i've nothing new, nor old, nor fine, nor pricelessly owned, for this gold land which i seek, lies beyond those doors of sleep. Yes infinity i constantly cry, i guess i guess i guss i'm i, but who and how can i know your me, i suppose i'm just a boy crazy.
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Saturday, March 20, 2010
Knowing is how you go
If you have to know you simply ask, the world will turn your mind sure blast, alas alas, the betty bop, i linger onward, to find a mouse, a tea pot dances only as long, as the feather duster sings the song, a homililee of jonny chin, he woke a night, in love and wind. Perhaps you know, just why we see, i dont wish to play today, the game on which you know 't thire, Wrong? Yellow spots, are spotty, spoting dreaming yellows from the highest ground, there 't be not a soul to need, sept' dreams and dreams and fields of ye.
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Haley
I grit my teeth and it worked i tried and my quirk was undone and alas my love was up with and andy the end.
Its okay to go back so long as its up, its ok too fall down as long as your standing back up...look at my life, look in the mirror you fool. sick to your stomach from the image in front it, causes a hemmorage in my heart, i bleed and steal from the blood i wish to drink my l ife, its all i know for the same....Lord sees me and spites my soul, i'm sure hes here now despite my roll, i have the feeling as if i'm higher, although my bones defile my aire, dear sire, plz forgive the forgetfullness of my pest the wicked witch i feel in love with on the west, oh and of course, the death whom i take next.
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Its okay to go back so long as its up, its ok too fall down as long as your standing back up...look at my life, look in the mirror you fool. sick to your stomach from the image in front it, causes a hemmorage in my heart, i bleed and steal from the blood i wish to drink my l ife, its all i know for the same....Lord sees me and spites my soul, i'm sure hes here now despite my roll, i have the feeling as if i'm higher, although my bones defile my aire, dear sire, plz forgive the forgetfullness of my pest the wicked witch i feel in love with on the west, oh and of course, the death whom i take next.
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Mid-morning sunbathe
Dear sis, thewhite king, his blessing wrong, i long for eddie boy and his love inside his heart...dear sis, i've found a funny thing, a lilly dream, a boy named me, and his face like eye.
Dear brother, i feel your pain there are no holidays, all the pieces fit anew, into a blue, most strangely fitted day.
Dearest sister, i know you hear my noise, yet these men who claim me are no more than simple toys.
Dear brother its quite alright, to live in fear, and loves delight, there is much fright, yet tis the night, the nature of spooks, of me and you.
Dearest sister, i feel for you, wihtout your words my mind would blew.
Oh dearest brother, that was me last night, you gave me kisses i gave you sighs.
Dear sweet sister, i let you down, i'm sorry my friend, i'll come for you , again and again, alas one time, i hope is right, i will save your soul...and live with it right.
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Dear brother, i feel your pain there are no holidays, all the pieces fit anew, into a blue, most strangely fitted day.
Dearest sister, i know you hear my noise, yet these men who claim me are no more than simple toys.
Dear brother its quite alright, to live in fear, and loves delight, there is much fright, yet tis the night, the nature of spooks, of me and you.
Dearest sister, i feel for you, wihtout your words my mind would blew.
Oh dearest brother, that was me last night, you gave me kisses i gave you sighs.
Dear sweet sister, i let you down, i'm sorry my friend, i'll come for you , again and again, alas one time, i hope is right, i will save your soul...and live with it right.
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Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monacle
I present this obelisk, to you my dearest Beatrice.
For reasons of the ancient magi, this stone is quite the queerest.
It's said in hours of the lich, it speaks as well as quivers.
And if you were to pass it by, the icons would stand hither.
Oh dearest sister of my life please take this stone from me.
I know from I was baptized into the endless dream.
Oh Beatrice you musn't stare, into the eye utop the flare.
For if you do you mind would see, machines caught in biology.
Destroy it fast or protect the sighs, for this is where the devil lies.
And dearie dearie the pretense errie I must convey a social query.
If you keep this thing of pain, this lashing error fixed for slain,
You may encounter the King of Kings, his name is Christ, he is all things.
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For reasons of the ancient magi, this stone is quite the queerest.
It's said in hours of the lich, it speaks as well as quivers.
And if you were to pass it by, the icons would stand hither.
Oh dearest sister of my life please take this stone from me.
I know from I was baptized into the endless dream.
Oh Beatrice you musn't stare, into the eye utop the flare.
For if you do you mind would see, machines caught in biology.
Destroy it fast or protect the sighs, for this is where the devil lies.
And dearie dearie the pretense errie I must convey a social query.
If you keep this thing of pain, this lashing error fixed for slain,
You may encounter the King of Kings, his name is Christ, he is all things.
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Drunk Monk
Eli oh Eli saint of the skies, endless is the way of life,
ending ought the lie.
Spoken of a cherry tree tought above the hills,
A whitch house harbors nightly screams,
as well as deathly chills.
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ending ought the lie.
Spoken of a cherry tree tought above the hills,
A whitch house harbors nightly screams,
as well as deathly chills.
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No Hatter
"No madness here" said the hatter to the hare,
"How true for you" said the mouse to the shoe.
"I'm late" said the rabbit who passed on some tea,
"Your mad!" cried poor Alice as she walked on by me.
@#^$III$^#@
"How true for you" said the mouse to the shoe.
"I'm late" said the rabbit who passed on some tea,
"Your mad!" cried poor Alice as she walked on by me.
@#^$III$^#@
Monday, January 18, 2010
Divine Seph
Lady lottos in the grottoe can you hear me weep,
in my tower with my kingdom i stare into the deep.
along the village of all despair i peer into your scorn,
strung up high unto a life of folly ronic dorn.
almost as if you could predict the breath i soon will take,
i cast my shadow on its course away from murky lakes.
the wind is nigh,
i feel for you,
my chestnut of this world.
my heart is fine,
its made form you,
the savior of this world.
*%^iii^%*
in my tower with my kingdom i stare into the deep.
along the village of all despair i peer into your scorn,
strung up high unto a life of folly ronic dorn.
almost as if you could predict the breath i soon will take,
i cast my shadow on its course away from murky lakes.
the wind is nigh,
i feel for you,
my chestnut of this world.
my heart is fine,
its made form you,
the savior of this world.
*%^iii^%*
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Murky Clockwork Sounding Off
Rejoice i say, REJOICE!
the day has come the Lorde has made!
all the rays, all the songs,sung out into a beating sun.
revolve rewind rekindle your kind,
this day the Lorde has made!
befriend your hate, envelop their love, its time to be the sun.
REJOICE! REJOICE! i say REJOICE!
The Lorde has come today!
through boons and gifts and outer misfits we come together to call this life,
through oceans, endless, creatures, fierce, we come to call this future BRIGHT!
REJOICE my brother my sister my other, the times have to destroy and claim!
our life, our right, our time, our cry, emotion lets you, so you must let it.
rejoice my brothers your mother is here,rejoice our sisters your father is near,
we all receive love, we all receive grace, you must understand, the wind has no face.
*!&III&!*
the day has come the Lorde has made!
all the rays, all the songs,sung out into a beating sun.
revolve rewind rekindle your kind,
this day the Lorde has made!
befriend your hate, envelop their love, its time to be the sun.
REJOICE! REJOICE! i say REJOICE!
The Lorde has come today!
through boons and gifts and outer misfits we come together to call this life,
through oceans, endless, creatures, fierce, we come to call this future BRIGHT!
REJOICE my brother my sister my other, the times have to destroy and claim!
our life, our right, our time, our cry, emotion lets you, so you must let it.
rejoice my brothers your mother is here,rejoice our sisters your father is near,
we all receive love, we all receive grace, you must understand, the wind has no face.
*!&III&!*
Saturday, January 2, 2010
pieces
Pieces of a puzzle, one doth remembered, by the breeze that carries you, by the vibration that binds you...o'er the mountains of time, and crevasses of space, creatures watch and gaze at a lifeline that elates. children hung and killed for sport, like a sad eyed angel i have no remorse. in a land where the land is turned into cancer, where our mother is defiled for the kisses she gives us. everything has fallen to pieces,,,of a mind, of a soul,,,of an alien species, come to devour and infect. Sacred mother of the Earth hear our fallen cries, for we have no one else to cry to besides your endless skies....
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