The Dervish and His Tribunal

The land is dark

The moon half full, in a dusk filled world

Of push and of pull

It takes a dollar to purchase, a bread and a loaf

And to a smiling dervish.. a different approach

He is such a rascal, he strays not from death

And whispers sweet mantras upon his dried breath

The whispers and wisps, such beauty benign

He strolls with a cane, and detests human kind

His detest born from mercy, his suffering sweet.. he just loves his pathway, and thinks it so neat

He loves all his friends, and speaks their names lively

Forever enthralled, with spin practice as hobby

Stop voicing the sentence, theres no point of entrance.. but maybe perhaps you can learn from his presence, its wavy and lush like a thick head of hair.. and breaths molten lava, discriminate care.

Wow such a presence.. its luscious and sad.

Like the boy skipping town who has murdered his dad, a deed he didnt know he was capable of.. is killing a sin? If it's done out of love? Is gratitude sweet, when its brittle and frail? Its freeing to breath, when dying for air?

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The World is An Ugly Place

The world out there is hard to bare.

It has a cold atmosphere, and people are malicious and unkind. So many times loneliness, sadness, indoctrination strike. Life becomes difficult for those who see more than others. Life becomes a fight.. but not a friendly match, not a battle of endearment. Life becomes an all out battle for what is right and standing up for it.

It isn't easy to bring about change in the world, because each person is a person of history and record. The memory banks are filled with experiences that have to be sorted through in order to clear perception. And as perception becomes clean, one sees beyond the faint hearted, the dying embers of human kind.. into a quite different moral destiny. Exploring this destiny is a pathway to glory, vision, and ultimately freedom and immortality. In order to become free, we must experience slavery full on. In order to love.. we must understand what it is to be afraid, crippled, and out of use. 

Where do these writings emerge from? How can one speak with authority on timeless subjects? The answer is experience, to suffer is to grow, and to live is to understand death. Greatness comes from triumph over struggle, love comes from victory over enduring death. 

Take up your sword, your pen, and place it upon your heart. To feel again the ambiance or light upon your life. To feel the bliss of the wind at your back, to feel the intensity of all.. is to keep the faith alive. Feel steadily your longing self.. for wholeness and beautiful virtue. Do not bow to the evil doctrine of the world, do not succumb to the ugly nature of the beast. Take up your sword.. and fight.

Wowzers

Explode into the airwaves
In expozea, exposure
The duress of each element
One thousand times felt over

The course of many lifetimes
The force and variance
Makes it known apparently
My souls intelligence

It speaks in volumes
Warps through time
It grips the concious
and whips the mind...

As I exhale a smoker's puff
I feel as if life opens up
I feel the feeling ill-described
I feel my freedom come alive

The Choice

I could expand into the sky
or remain within this blade of grass
In effortless existence
I revel at the choice I have

To come, to leave or just remain
To some of me it's all the same
To parts of me it's all a game
To see another set aflame

I've spoken out of viciousness
And also talked from wit
I've enjoyed both deliciousness
and poison ominous

Both are to my liking
but one is to my vice
the seas of salt, in suffering
our deepest dreams ignite

All About ME

The studious sort.. the proof in the pudding
 A junior of sorts, no no Cuba Gooding
 A reasonable breed far ahead of the pack
 A mimicking laugh that will cut little slack
A quasar, a sentry, a pencil, a penny
A song that's pre-recorded in alphabetical order
 A broad wooden nose, pinocchio knows
 He's seen through the dream
 He's been past belief
Creation it sprawls
Through the blue coral reef
The rug it gets pulled out from under me
Such beauty it births, sprout seeds through the dirt
I'm larger than life with a pride well deserved

Journal 3/18/19

It's fun to use fancy words.  Its entertaining to curl your mind in the dictionary like a pretzel; but most of all its sustaining to spend time with yourself and learn about your needs.

I need a broad canvas, myself,  because that is the wonder of life. I enjoy exploring the facets of my mind and body and heart. I also appreciate the unknown. Coming back into the flow of life was quite the process.. I'm not exactly sure where I was stationed prior. Some vague and distant place, undefined and frozen in nature. To merge into the stream of life has a major qualitative difference and the weather turning to spring here is a great reflection of this feeling. The environment is thawing and I pray the hearts of the Minnesotan people as well.

The winter is an enduring time for many. I suffered and bled out alot of experiences this past half of winter. I fought the demons of depression, confusion, and indecision. I planted seeds of self love and self defense. I defined my personality and life has taken upon new meanings. Truly there is no end to it! The influences and discoveries, the feelings and thoughts.. I tremble at the thought of its magnitude and scope.

In my earlier years, 2008-2011 I was quite the trailblazer in spirit. I relentlessly opened myself up to life and boy was it intense. I seem to have resumed this way of loving life and its phases still show intensity and pain; trial and glory, beauty and excitement.

I am not always sure how others experience life, what they see or sense, or if they are even aware. In my own life I am astutely aware and study my surroundings. Feeling deeply is a blessing and curse too. Because you are susceptible to so many different feelings and waves that it feels like lifetimes fly by, worlds and matter sprawl out and are recreated. Its immense and scary and everything in between.

I will wrap up this entry with a mid-sized poem. If you have read through this I thank you for checking and your time considering my thoughts. You are very much loved.

Passengers on purple sails
destined and approaching
the time we spend to journey in
but droplets in an ocean

what in us can sense this truth?
some spirit or detector?
I just know if I bottom out
I'll bridge the gap, forever

I cannot fall to fever
I lean upon the moment
I love in such a frenzy
That my soul needs atonement

Each step it states a story
each story states a purpose
the few, the far, the in between
the voyagers of cosmic dream

take the search upon your wings
sail the oceans broad and deep
rest upon the battered shores
dare to live the life you lead

A-Z

accomplishment astonishment appreciate the ambiance allieviated ambulance bonus boy banana brilliant blazed bonanaza cool correct cupid carrot top certain dissolve dilute disintegrate dispel deviate diet empathy enzyme eliminate eskimo equilibrium falicy fault future finite fury fist furlong foolish game growing grainy gristle gross gravy gains hiccup hozen hero himlick homie hello icicle igloo intense ion ishmeal joker job Jersey Jeffrey Jericho jam killer kango kool aid krusty loser lace-up lame loose Leary Lego lamb mountain millionaire mammoth mordor murder moose never nude noose naughty nuke niche opiate oppressed olay omgosh oil oboe oculus purty perfect pleasant pleasing plural passive quaint quill quick queer quack rest resolve resonant resident revolve rotten ruler study silent stay stupid sly silly sat television territory turn table task Taliban use utility unpredictable unprepared union unify unapologetic version variety vanity visual Verizon vroom wild woods words wilderness Wyoming willow wine xtravagant xterior xcavate xponential xamine yours yellow Yemen yo-yo yuck yes zoom zero zuck zombie zzz

A Shapeless Destiny

Lacking all quality or form

image, science, computer, lore

your perfect love endures in me

in purity, it burns so clean

there is no word, or verb so true

as when I am immersed in you

so vivacious, without sensation

I dream without hallucination

I travel on a road sky high

it is a beauty undefined

it is so solemn, yet so light

I see the dawn beyond all night

3/14/19 A Poets Journal

live and laugh till the honey runs out
and the last of the gas passes through
my motor mouth
trying to fit a form often kills me
trying to reconfirm with the real me

I leave the solemn stage with a curtsy
and flip a page on those undeserving
slink back to the daze of the well to do
and flip into a cage with the destitute

a vagabond with an attitude
a steady sinking depth and an altitude
I'm such a contradiction, yet the qualities blend
talking to a friend and I'm sewing up the hems

smoke a cigarette, look I made a new friend
and to this day an end
a memoir through the pen
peace.

Missing the Mark

I kept missing the mark

so I took a shot in the dark

my patience wore thin 

so I put an aim on his heart

long barrel with a scope of steel

like the hope and fear

like the Pope endeared

Suddenly...

I'm reduced to tears

I see my actions consequences

No need to elaborate 

I felt the pain for hours

and felt the soul of my mistake

For love and fear and flesh

their significance and depth

frozen at the recognition 

we are all approaching death

and to bring it prematurely 

that seeks the greatest sin

so when the act was finished

the devil surely grinned

I was alive in point

but fell and took a loss

and now my back is burdened

by a wooden splintered cross

this is the cross I carry

I've deemed it necessary 

to be laden with stone

and detest the world weary

just wait here a moment

for the hour of atonement

The rupture of the wicked

and the birth of a giant

now..

the stiff tear filled eyes

are taken by surprise 

when heros are remembered

and son's begin to rise

From a Wild Heart

I could stand and behave, but it's nothing to me
I long for the free, no limitation to breath
No reason too now, cause my lungs are so frail
But a breath from your life
gives me songs to exhale

Gotta speak on your word, less I fall on this sword
This connection it spills from the life giving gord
Such a blend is your love, that I'm not giving up
I'll testify, pacify, and never get stuck

Perhaps I'll forgoe every aspect of code
and all manner of language that you expose
but my beauty so brazen it seldom forgets
so why am I standing here pensive with wish

wish wash and hip hop and grid lock and kid talk
theres never an ending the string of my heart pops
and what in the world could be better than this?
just a person to wish, kiss and to share it with
from simpilest shit, to the spirits abyss
It's an infinite ember that's born from true grit

Misty Flip

Rolling off the tongue tip
Life is such a mystery
Dude we rise above it
Death, Demise, and Misery

Fruitage of the summit
Trash the sour onions
We as men we stand tall
Birthing our Paul Bunyan's

The children of the grapevine
The holders of the holy
Never let the fiends score
Held up by the goalie

All who come before me
All who remain after
Learn about the lowly
Read the hidden chapters

You cannot serve two masters
Obvious, and dumb shit
But when you raise your banner
Know your day has come kid

Devil be Gone

I'm miles behind them
They dont see a thing
This new generation
With willingness sings

This age old arithmetic
Causes arthritis
The play writes and prose
They lose hope in logic

This dark lonely night
A feeling is learned
A friction is faced
Like a 3rd degree burn

I'm turning the wheel
but calling no favor
I wont listen to you
For your lies they lack flavor

Your just an imp
asking for sympathy
An old evil doer
Who generates misery

Go take your control
It's so funny to ask
take that sword that you stole
And shove it right up your ass

The Darker-Side Rodger Water-esque

In my minds eye, I await reply
An assembly line of slipknots, if I'm not correct
Coming with such quantity and aiming at your neck
Wish upon a star, and end up where you are
Alive and at last moving, thru realms of lost illusion
Its somberness is soothing, its rippling and stark
It cascades from my memory and wells around the heart
This black-hole sun sensation remains with me today
It's like a darkened record that's been put on replay

Many people start the path and walk an awful way
But sit behind the flowers and remain there for some days
But me my step is broad in fact, it wishes to be free
The task it feels so daunting but is accomplished with ease
This peace, serenity, my vocals are unscathed
I romp within the land of free and hone in on the brave
My limits are concave, my patience is so sex
That twice the twine and mellow times will lead me towards the next

I'm such a silken fool, an idiot with dash
Cause what kind of moronic man encapsulates his path?
With words and waves of sign? Below and so above? Theres nothing here to learn unless you step into your love.

Futility

alotta folk wanna put a squash on free speech holding down the toxins like "catch my disease"
so when I'm in the city boi, I stumble and seek But when I'm at the farmhouse.. I sew what I reap
The essence is a steep hill, but underneath the steeple
Got em memorised, like were all created equal we got some work to do, but they've deemed it illegal
A second pair of eyes is what's needed to see through

I seek you, I need you, I pray that I reach you But prays of devotion are like haystacks and needles
I'm looking for the dwellers in the denizens of deep
Who birthing out the belly with a malice for the beast

Is the the far east? southwest? what's the climate..
riding on these waves like I'm trained by Posidean
I'd kick the little details but I'll keep them to myself
Just know that on this road of life your futility Is Felt.
🌊✌😊

Madman Ramblings

Overstimulation

But still remaining patient 

I'm the most abstract romantic

Upon this spinning planet

I love and lust and.. damnit

The moments become candid

Taking life for granite 

Now that's a tough time folk

Like I once explained 

I leak my heart and walk a tight rope

I'm bizzare but see far

into the beyond reaches 

What's your deepest secret?

prerequisites to deepness 

AMD when this depth is accessed 

Regret takes no more steps

No more breaths, no more scenes

By no end and no means

Humanity is hidden in the heart of those 

U love

So penetrate the separation fill it all with love

Curious Stories

Perhaps.. noone will know
The curious stories of the developed soul
A centerfold wound with a porcelain brush
Alarming to most, but cooling to touch

It's crazy to gaze.. so deep in the stars
The Atlantics Birth.. the valleys so far
The God steady gaze I play on my flute
And fart out the demons with flames so astute

The root of the issue is that I am here
Just watching and wondering and weary of tears
Decisions are that which will lead in the way
And usher us forth to the brightest of days
The brightest of ways, the most mildest manner
I love what I am, in bruises and banter
I wrestle with devils and send them to church
And sing hallelujah when they take their perch

A merchant of time and a dealer of death
I'm having some trouble in finding some rest
The Christ in me weeps, hes also suprised
To see such a friend appear before his eyes

Temptation

The ways of the devil are sloppy and murky
A slithering snake ready to strike
Temptation comes in many forms
but in my own life.. woman.

The pull is strong and it appeals to the lust in me, for understanding in my thoughts echo. I'm trying to clean the moneylenders and sloths out of my temple so that I am not tempted by the devils work. There is too much already.. I dont need the red and black magnet to inhale my mind. Virtue shines in the distance like a cool blue gem. It is so radiant that I dont even know if I want to touch it. I am relinquishing temptation.. I am regrouping myself. completely.

Noone will get this but it's funny AF

Pay me 5.99 for these fresh rhymes folks. Spirit of the Viper Deadly Spirit Sniper Eyes of the Cobra Blink and EXPOSE YOU I just see the me I see stark and clean, listerine I am just the coming kind like I said 5.99.. That's the price to beat the vice of the electronic device put it down and hit the town stemming from the underground stand the ground on broad plateaus still their just a stepping stone I tell my people "venture on" they seek the big fish in the pond I am the shark lurks in the dark The shadow seen that seldom sparks A difference but the face of fear Will vanquish in the coming year 2020 prophecy Played boggle and copped a plea circled words like Coffee, Tree and dreamed a land of well indeed I'm riding on a noble steed on quests for cups of sugar Bu once I get my solemn sweets, the best, I will maneuver Do you think I am a scar? It's hard to spell that word above. Do you think I am a cupid? High off love and acting stupid? Man I'm feeling all the feels But that didn't stop my spinning wheels I'm bordering insanity For looking back at mass appeal You get me dawg? okay that's good Cause ones like me forego the world And leave the fortunes to the snakes Who gobble up the wicker breaks I'm clever, cunning, and obtuse And to most mortals, little use I'm just a figment, ill confined I'll keep supply. 5.99 That borders on the edge of 6 and people screamin "shut up trick" I'm playing on my pogo stick Of pacifistic plastic dick I got a dream to strike it rich but first I'm gonna plead the 5th Chyea boy

Call on Christ

Demons.. the stark reality
The demons can be winged beasts
They can knip at your toes, your thoughts, your life
They have many forms and facades
And will often try to make you
consciously or unconsciously forget your faithful spirit, your goodness of heart, and your mercy for humanity.

Demons do exist.. demons are those creatures who dwell in control.. struggling, and making their host struggle for dominance. Making their hosts sin and worship unholy forces.. they sometimes come quietly in the night, and other times suddenly with great vigor. They live to generate fear and also strife among people, establishments, and enterprise.
They are vile, disturbing, and gross.

In my own life they have held me back from acceptance of myself, my will, my faith, my sexuality and human nature, they have generated disbelief in my heart and made me fall prey to evil desires..

I stopped catering to them today.. I prayed and prayed for deliverence.. I have jesus with me to shut down their wicked schemes and ways.. to stop them from spreading disease and all other allergins. Please, if you are experiencing distress and unlawful attack pray with me


Heavenly father
Forgive us for our sins and unrepentence
Forgive us for exercising the gavel, and judging our neighbor as well as ourselves
We pray for courage, and support as we enter the valley of death.. we pray you have our way in your hands and lead.
Lead us away from the hopes of evil
Lead us away from the snares of the unborn
Lead us away from the pitfalls of hell
And usher us onward in our calling here on Earth
Aid us and stand by as we fight oh lord
Do not let the sins of our fathers and mothers deter our plight
You are our desire lord, you are our redeemer and keeper. Keep us together as a body, keep us strong in fellowship.
As one we are not much, but as many we are powerful oh lord. We stand mighty in your holy name, and awe inspired by your deed.
Lord guide us from the valley to your holy montain.. let us not be led astray. As we walk may we grow increasingly humble, increasingly healthy, infinitely strong and completely content in your ever increasing glory. Thank you dear father. Glory be to you God.

Amen.