bring it with you

might really be lost  in all of this smoke
the clouds that are forming might actually provoke
a reaction to the reality of all that is broke
into all these pieces with a deep breath I won’t choke
where I have been don’t ever want to stand
wanted to start a fall and never land
near the water waiting buried in the sand
nothing was as it was planned
and it never is
especially in a crisis
I never married Isis
and now I know what the price is
don’t wear a watch so I look to the sun
always wanted to be that one
someone’s looking for are they all done
searching for years and I have barely begun
to unearth all of the tales to be told
midnight to early morning discovering thought gold
it might never get old
to be trapped in the fold
 
just bring it with you and I will be there
a long ride and lonely nights but never despair
value in a connection creatively care
nothing at all can even compare
so it won’t and I don’t think of it the same
don’t even think I would give it a name
call it some trouble without any blame
I call it the truth and that’s it’s real name
thoughts spin and I hover like helicopter blades
exploding putting a hole in the ground like a grenade
can hardly believe it’s been two decades
just bring it with you the positive we made…

duxbury beach sunset

of, by & for

only one left at the table

a thought or too many
full to the point of spill over
force another minute or two in the hot sun
showing signs of fatigue but never give up
of, by & for the people still want to believe
public civil disobedience no victim no crime
discontent with laws that violate rights
will we ever see the enforcement of the protection guarantee
wake up to the real world around
the truth isn’t always the easiest to face
remaining true to the principles of real freedom
sheep need shepherds
don’t be sheep
put one foot in front of the other wherever you want
faith in self confidence
in being you
fairytales created as means to control…

be the exception

not what was expected

everywhere gone been rejected
and if accepted then neglected
only to die hoping to be resurrected
new thoughts and seeds to grow
rise above it all thoughts down below
got to be mine won’t beg steal or borrow
if not today I will find them tomorrow
and if not life becomes the search for truth
lost some faith need more proof
under the floor and up on the roof
can’t bite the apple with a broken tooth
or collect water in a bucket with a hole
walking though the fire survival is the goal
standing strong like a fierce totem pole
want to fly freedom’s flag but that’s just what got stole
and it’s said to be for our protection
if you can’t see that take a pill make the correction
someday thoughts like this will get you to the house of correction
just remember it’s all done for your protection
be the exception and fuck all their laws
be yourself be free and be your own cause…

go forth

what it means I have no idea
thoughts intense and vision clear
can’t even pretend to keep up with the mind
the hand is too slow it’s always behind
like the truth behind a wall of silence
like peace hidden somewhere behind all the violence
independently thinking we need a new beginning
how many have to die and who is really winning
when here at home we are losing our freedom
the government eats our rights as if we don’t need them…

still write now

questions posed to a new

person of interest
and so many thoughts
pouring out like smoke
and a few glasses of wine
to welcome the storming sky
suddenly illuminated
the mind more truth
why am I here
maybe selfish already enjoy
the company and low grade
motivation keeping relaxing the vibe
find the balance and never hold
on too tight mistakes helped me walk
the path of right now
the ever-changing constant time
pulsing and moving forward
it’s still right now
always will be right now
then lessons learned to never
repeat only practice perfecting
the imperfections of life
inspired by the beautiful struggle
the one eye live and the one eye see
crossing paths and keeping on
sharing space and sitting in solitude
simultaneous and random as well
random as hell maybe lifted
to a different place entirely one eye
never seen maybe only in dreams
that are barely remembered
forgetting what is unnecessary
and will become
hurdles cleared and left behind…

connected by light years

closing my eyes and seeing things
only dreams produced previously
rebuilding with the random
this life and crazy thoughts
sent a message got a call
looking into brown eyes
words cannot describe
thoughts put this deer in headlights
insert expletive here there anywhere
from now on everything changed
positive smoke screen straight up
to the visible stars look up
and get connected by light years in seconds
blowing the mind everyday
with truth self-doubt destroyed
standing with that truth ever since… 

ten plus ten

positive thoughts
from where I am at
to there
not some negative
backwards destruction
of care
still breathe the same air
this time without any hair
laughing like
it was way back when
years stack up like
ten plus ten
far too much seen
in these places
we have been
picked up where
we left off
back at it again
different attitude
time to head home
into my head really
my only home
never really knew
how to write down a poem
just stacking up beautiful
thoughts my home
calls it a poem
lifted above any
research group thinking
rising above moving forward
never sinking…

crooked no crutch

then again thinking
maybe it doesn’t matter much
fucked up thinking
walking crooked no crutch
just go along with it
but its freaking me out
just go along with it
because no one is speaking out
every chance to plant seeds
surely I do
to the minds that I meet
if you’re reading this you too…

iHop @ noon

old school iHop style

breakfast at noon
without direction
thoughts might begin slow
no matter where you go
back to where you have been
again hoping to forget enough
move forward faster in a better light…

don’t want to waste

another minute
enjoy this life
while I am deep in it…

stop buying what they sell

whatever we are told(sold)
by the same news readers
they always seem to explain
away dissent by calling it crazy
to doubt what we are told
by people who don’t work
with our best interests in mind
trying not get political
because it’s such a harsh
subject to open up with…
 
whatever we are told(sold)
it’s got to come around to truth
someday but truth exposes
how power lies and deceives
in order to achieve something
for profits are being made
by those who profit from war and fear…
 
whatever you want to believe
ultimately up to the individual
and hopefully proper research conducted
while it’s still accessible
seeing through the lies is necessary
focus on stories that are hidden
follow the money and see who is set
to profit from fear and non-stop war…
 
whatever we are told
is what we must be sold
to keep us from taking to the streets
like the military did in Watertown
showing what Boston Strong
should really mean
so many cowered in fear
paralyzed and lost the use of logic
like believing  a fifty year old lie
another lone nut and unfortunately
killed publically before any real
investigation—nothing to see here
go back to sleep…
 
seeing the public struggle
to hold onto faith in their government
promising only because the public
isn’t as dumb as they need us to be
it’s still all a coincidence
go back to sleep…
 
does anyone remember Orwell’s ‘84
off by a few years but steadily approaching
and if we stop buying what they sell
they might have to tackle the truth…

good morning from the 406

slow it down

finally able to slow

it down a minute
out to the rocks
north shore
south shore
something so powerful
about that mighty Atlantic
looking through history
to right now finally
able to slow it down
still at a steady pace
moving forward and
progressing finally…

seeing clear

alone with a backwoods
illa smoke and warming sun
like a rasta blanket
where’d everyone go
streets desolate like yesterday
in Boston alone under clouds
dodging sunshine letting it creep
into every dark corner
when the world turns negative
light it up positive
every minute counts
time stands still and skips ahead
and at times will even float
a bit as thoughts fade and reappear
so much becomes clear
and all the moving forward
will be done without fear…

15 words

strength pulled together
always been there
why only under fear
do the masses band together…

both feet in crazy

how can anyone be surprised really
it happens everyday
crazy people do exist
and will cause mayhem and death
but I think there is misinformation
in the details and the focus
is again far from a foreign policy
with both feet in crazy
how can we be surprised
it happens all over the world daily
it hurts the most when it hits home
shouldn’t we now see the senselessness
of unnecessary violence
security being what it is these days
police presence topping all-time highs
how can we really get surprised…

False Evidence Appears Real

still not afraid of the people
the bombs drop on them daily
not afraid of the weapons
wouldn’t even know how to use them
or want to either
how destructive must our culture be
to believe that somehow
the violence is necessary
the concerns should be on
a more sustainable culture
one that doesn’t thrive on death and destruction
one that might thrive on the life
all around us and still not afraid of
false evidence appearing real…

wind too cold

on the other side wishing

somehow to just wake up
and understand the point
to the sky don’t look
at the pointing finger instead
to the sky and beyond inward
conditioned to behave otherwise
ignore the connection with
everything that is living
around everything living
simultaneously always right now
on the inside the wind got too cold
fought it long enough by the fire alone
for years on the other side
now strength in solitude
appreciating life all around
back to the self…

disposal

still unravels everyday

closer to forgetting
only hope to keep on
thinking then losing that thought
happiness felt different
bad decisions made
and dealt with somehow
alone is all that makes sense
no one hears except those who put
me here maybe experimental
never much for horror movies
created so many graphic scenes
as a disposal site for all this anger…

light it up

just about

one year

never shedding

another tear

rather breathe that rasta air

they will judge—don’t care

and never will again

shouldn't have back then

where I've been

and when

only one message to send

no fear

only love is needed

anger has finally receded

no matter of fact just mistreated

and only hatred greeted

at the door of where I felt safe

quickly turned into a strange place

never looked at betrayals ugly face

understand it was quite the waste

of time blame on me

self-learned lesson

lack of love the real recession

lack of confidence the real depression

self-realization another higher session

stepping off the cloud knowing

over-standing higher

burning out the memory trail

mastering the fire

all the cards are on the ground

I will never tire

add these final thoughts

to the yearlong full grown pyre…

cannot compare

fit in to the busy day

turns to night over and again
days become weeks months
a year since the worst six hours
all the years
the feeling in that box
cannot compare
then the hollow feeling tattooed
in the mind as if a flashback
occurred in a fit of sadness
like a shiver up the spine
stronger now somehow…

support humanity

so often hearing blind

support for the military
seeing the upsetting looks
when I refuse to support war
the terrorists won’t be able to get us
if the military is home ready to act
to be a patriotic American does not
mean unwavering support for
unending unconstitutional wars
and occupation of foreign lands
nothing that I have been taught
makes going along with the insanity
of war makes sense
and nothing I have learned tells me I
am wrong for opposing war
who do I support?
I support humanity which does
include the military
but I do not support the job they do
they carve up the world for the rich
who take the natural resources and
profit from the money it generates
we are no safer and democracy is not
being spread and freedom is not being
protected it’s being eroded at home
seems no one remembers how these
wars began with fear fed lies
I support humanity and I know the world
is really fucked up and I know there are crazy people
but making war and killing people is having no
regard for humanity
I still support humanity in the midst of people
who are more offended by profanities
coming from my mouth
then they are about the violence and death
brought to us by military drones
and I don’t blame the people
but they are conditioned into
complacency and it’s a tough fight
to keep from being sucked in
I support humanity and the truth
undo the lies and end all wars…

just talk

 

don’t want to argue

just want to talk truth
when interpreting the news
the truth shouldn’t be buried
in a bag of lies
let’s agree we really don’t know
what is being done in our name
chances are it is pretty terrible
we are all stuck in the matrix
and it drives one nuts to obsess over things
we have no control over
but it’s supposed to be ‘of, by & for the people’
that’s us so we should know what’s going on
we have got to find truth now
decipher it for ourselves
with technology every one of us has the ability
to do research from the comfort of home
still easier to just watch what the msm has to show
question everything I research and watch as the truth
resurfaces and see how it is all connected…

exhume dead thoughts

overloaded and consumed
need to exhume the dead
buried deep in the mind
need to ignore negative
until it completely fades
and it will and does each day
only dump it here to get it out
to see and destroy over loaded
now with positive on the rainiest
days blend together
at times the need is to slow it
all down and not have a plan
for the day happens as it will
and I will add my thoughts to it
put them out there out where
they might do something other than
be stuck in the mind mud making me
move much slower when over loaded
consumed with that which is
unnecessary…