A/C feels like the ocean breeze
Whispering, cmon take my lead
Ill follow you to distant shores
Ill love none less, but best and more

Your design is fkn pure
I weary of a weary world
I long to chase the twists and turns
Upon turnpikes and tepid whirls

I race but only cause its fun
So when its over Ill be done
But for now I lounge and screw
I speak untill my toungue goes mute

I love to frolic and to fool
To joke and to obstruct the rules
They say youve got a hill to climb
Yet they have only seen the sign

My dazzling dimwit diamond mind
Endlessly emptied and refined
So fish for jewels and you may find
The essence of this human kind


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Scripture

To capture lifes living moments
They drop as end of season apples
The enduring struggle, melancholy mist
This morning dew of livid blues
Evaporates as a child's shoe is tied
Widens like the euphrates
Smiles in suprise, son to father

A mountain of unhindered elevation
Bursts on the scene as a songs granduer
Ruptures a crowds eardrums
Love and lose, live and burn
The fire in the eyes returns to the country
Where the fields sprawl sweetly
And the hill-tops breed new mystery

Applebottoms and hydrogen baloons
Blistered feet of the weary wounds
Washed by the shores edge
The potters kiln, the swordsman's hedge
Guilt and dross and fury no longer carried
Fear and ugly faith foregone
Now the wanderers final position
Becomes known, through return home
To an open throne

The Eyes of the Ocean

The eyes of the ocean
Both pristine and wide
Encircle emotion, encapsulate time
Constantly shifting as ships voyage deep
Swallowing sorrow with patience and ease

Water is mercy to these starlit eyes
The people of Earth, wander far just to find
By paths tretcherous and hills hard to climb
Observing the currents in silence by night

In such contemplation, the man can uncover
Enviornments buried, vast, and discover
Through feelings so somber, reality sweet
A rapturous ember that blossoms beneath

Yet still seldom see these pearls that glisten
The speakers will speak, while the wise
sit and listen
Remembering rumbles, convex and concave
The eyes of the ocean...
that give rise to each wave

Im such a...

I feel it deeply, in my gut
My needs revealed, I'm such a slut
I'm such a sissy, and a fool
I flonder endlessly in drool

Maybe when the weathers nice
Ill chill out like deserted rice
I got excuses and a vice
Its not cause they dont treat me right

Its not cause they dont see my cause
Its just cause im an abscent clown
A peckerwood who fronts as Prince
Though now Im mostly unconvinced

Its me I think, Im lazy too
I never graduated school
And if I did it was a coast
and thats the same as if i dont

Irritated and annoyed
This urge in me is showing more
Ill sweat it out, or take it in
The journey forward lies within

The journey outward? Lies and sin
A smuggy smirk shit eating grin
I long to lead and grow this land
My will might just be contraband

The Solemn Well

Beauty Benigned, Reason Re-Aligned

At the edge of abyss, trails cannot be found

Those who wander here seldom return

Those who venture into this region

Fall, like the crimson apple

Shed thier weight like the skin of snake

And blossom like a million blooms

Beauty benigned

The glint in your eyes

Doust Thou wish to travel this path?

 The quiet, the faint who whisper in the depths of sleep, who spin their poetic souls into the fabrics of peace.. every moment houses memory, and these memories drops in the well of solitude.

The solemn staring eyes dissapate

The building blocks of faith lose thier weight

And life again travels unhinged

Rolling rapids of rapture

Doust Thou, brave soul

wish to scavenge this land?

Elements bend 

Branches of eternal wings

Taught by timeless winds

The ember of oar

The chambers of Earth

Beneath dialect

Beyond doubt

BE

Johns Command

The apostle John spoke to jesus. When he spoke it was a shattering demand.. "Jesus!!! you must return to the people of Judiah. You must bring them water and food. Jesus sinply stared into the eyes of John.. the concern in him dissolved.. The people of Judiah hungry and parched drifted to sleep and endlessly regained morning conciousness. The awakening was the broadest known in all of present day.

If you, my fellow man, are concerned with the needs of today, simply remember the principals of peace that are embedded in your soul.. remember beneath the mud lie the ever clearing eyes of our living lord, Jesus Christ.

Moving On

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