Conspiracy

Maybe I don't believe it,
as true to my 6th sense
Or maybe I don't wanna live a life so intense
Yet my mental is open, like an ocean of thought
One these agendas are sending shockwaves across

You see..
It's clear to me
I'm bumping feet on the hurdles of conspiracy
Then again, I see, how it has root in reality
I'm part convinced, and half convicted
Wading with a little intrest,
through some social sickness

I'd choose..
A walk in the park, or planting seeds in the garden
To be self immersed and feed a dog that is starving
Pour a strong drink and take a sip in the shade
Rather lay, contemplate, and make art all day

Celebrate the little accomplishments of others
Keep to my business, hobbies and interests
For theres always gonna be an idea to invest
A scheme, or a plot, to affirm or discredit

Yet evil is a real thing, think of child abuse
And people false convicted,
And justice being misused,
And people growing old without an idea of what love is
And poor minded folk, selling thier soul to show biz

I guess I find a learning curve in explaining how I feel..
There are ideas of my own that I limit and conceal
I'd like for good to triumph, and evil be revealed
That apple might be poisoned, yall already know the deal

5G and Cancer, evolution, misconception
Blackface, elite race, what goes on behind the camera
Lucifer, and holy war, ghosts summoned by candel
Acid eats enamel, Bill Gates in a flannel
Vaccines, Psilocybin, and the outcome of the Planet
Shoot...

I mean damn. Theres so many threads I lost count in my head, so my simple plan to understand before going to bed?

Keep my feet straight ahead,
Keep my lamp on a stand,
Although little in my life goes according to plan
I just keep pressing on with a song in my heart
I'll continue to learn, and know I'm playing my part.

Random Facts

Ive got a super nexus in my solar plexus

Birthing destiny outta the fact im homeless

Thats alright, I couldnt stay in place forever

The worlds a cold place, that endures for pleasure 

Spin fates wheel, you don't like my ideal, but I keep a low profile. Anyway.. in the meanwhile.

What's this talk of an easy life? Can I get a slice? Life is strife it cuts and gashes. Even saints suffer from rashes. Can't we learn to share and speed? Won't you teach me how to read?

The wind, the willows, and the reed. The horn that blows and brings pure peace. I guess my soul has been many places. A hot contestant in these races. Most people come then take thier leave, I wish it wasn't so.

Everybody leaves, I'll probably die alone, a few heartfelt impressions. Then resume learning my lessons. Is the stance I take advanced? It won't amount to nothing. Just a misfit that wanted once to stand for something.

It's an oblivous world, so long my souls playmate. Too many cursed fights, not enough foresight. I'll mope under  streetlights thats just what my worth is. Faith can't ressurect all this sad boy garbage. All timelines exist simultaneous. Wish I could prevent all lifes sadness. 

Lifes come a long way since yesterday. Heres a chance to grow and cringe. To learn and earn, to burn and singe. The many moons of Saturns rings. I'm called to writing once again. 

Fall and Rise

The falling away of illusion
The shattered fate swept away
In the breeze blown trees, in the surfer's wake
Here in lies, a scale of mind, measuring the stakes
One side speaks of love and peace, another..
Breeds mistake

The heat of heart concaves to art
A lovely theater, each part played
But what of cuts, gashes, and scars
That leave one's chest in dissaray

The novice might well have his say
His expertise, naivety
When conditioned to a high degree
Patterns confound, from June to May

The system bumps, bruises, and bangs
The seperate pieces misaligned
The hour is now, the fight is nigh
Thats right my hero, reppin time

Don't save your strides, protect your piece
Neglect the queen and sacrifice
It takes a hint, for ill convinced
To know the notions asinine

He won't withstand the strength of time
The blistering beat of hollow tones
And if his feet wander the snow
This path of his he trails alone

Again he goes, foretold, foregone
The will is weak towards substance strong
The strength of speech won't hold till dawn
The midnight deep, conflictions,  torn

You'll find him there, not here instead
Asleep, alive, yet almost dead
Reminiscent on the thoughts
A sniper spots, and poet jots

This scene so seldom come across
The brave battalion disembarked
The shade engulfs the yonder dark
A young marine on roads to heart

Some ripple fragrence, some misteps
Some rippen fruit, some lead to death
Each way thats crossed assume the next
Discernment lies in every step

Approached by many, yet so few
Proceed the passage, see it through
Both foes and alleys, strange to who
Bears audacity to seek whats true

Emergent now, the journey fades
Like risen tides, like sines and waves
Infernal blaze yet still one stands
An ashy face, that of a man

Something bright sits at his core
The victory reich, some ages old
A product of a fabled lore
A fiction, still, within this war

Without, this battle well rehearsed
Within, a spirit reimbursed
A ledgend to the endless fight
A light of good, 'mongst boundless night

This Moment

This Moment

An elaborate scheme, a worthy opponent
Bare feet on the grass, out at night by my lonesome
A wit that intrances, a letter to open
Niether pair, for my opiate lies in this moment

Approachable solely for what it is not
By tracing it's shape, one my finger can't jot
It's might crosses oceans, canals, country bridges
This moment awake, alive, calm and crimson

The golden component that beads from the pen
This silver strung whisper, stuns many a men
A traceless bouquet, an aroma thats ample
That fosters the flame on the tip of a candle

To thirst and to search, combust and to burst
A copius purse, yet this empowering urge
Does not involve having the power to splurge
But to read and to learn, to calm and observe

To flow out of folly, to feel out the word
The root of the heavens, in relation to world
This moment unearthed, that remains unappraised
Standing tall at it's center, aglow and aflame

This Moment.