lunch with the girls

strange coincidences

plague everyday or bless them

depending on how you see things

half full or half empty

the sun is always going to win the battle

must be true because sometimes

it feels like a big hug

but that sounds kind of stupid

until you sit outside

and spring has finally arrived

not quite here yet

filling pages in preparation

for the warm days in the sun

strange coincidences

lunch with mother and her mother

the time of this thought

and her strong belief in angels

can’t say I have ever been touched by one

the supernatural kind I mean

of course by plenty at one time seemed

angelic-like or whatever the term is

haven’t felt the supernatural type

seems like superstition-al to me

and there I go inventing words again

as if I am half supernatural in my own way

don’t get me wrong true desire to transcend

what we perceive to be real

and understand the mind a little more

some might not take the time to think

unless others think it too

who in the world thinks like this

as random and all over the place

out of place in every place

and outside the lines with a big black crayon

carving coincidences of my own

all over these cell walls like a prisoner

of the mind knowing I am not alone

plagued or blessed by many thoughts

that just won’t stop

and an anxiety that is just functional

enough to get through another day

but for now I will enjoy

lunch with the girls… 

working out

when forcing the pen

like an exercise

sometimes it becomes exhausting

thinking seeing them all appear

knowing weakness and holding

it close instead of powering through it

others have methods too

and with some success

none of them hold this pen

and this thought and the big secret

that it might not really matter

except for the motions of the circles

keeping it dizzy and maybe it’s me

and my dizzy way to dance through

the day and probably won’t

make a difference except to those

barely reaching with thoughts

words on the page wish it would

tell a story take eyes to a different

place instead stuck in the mind

intrigued by all the stories

accepted as reality of the day

opposing nothing and everything

without a doubt at the same time

confused and probably always have been

wonder though about happiness

and freedom and not being worried about

something relaxation and not feeling like

battling the mind anymore…

focus breath truth

no one ever tells us that it is all a lie
generation after generation letting safe guards fade
has anyone ever explained how the currency is formed
a shell game based on building debt
right before our eyes can focus
to the truth just pay your taxes
contract signed before we take our first breath
debts drawn before we know what the word means
greater understanding someday reached rather
than ignoring the logical things because we
can barely conceive the change we need
be vigilant in the search for truth
paid forward with the truth to the youth
off the grid might surface as an option
during times of universal deceit telling
the truth becomes revolutionary
course of action might be coarse action
of by and for what if
it’s not top priority when it must be
own yourself as strong individuals
existence is for nothing if not for individual freedom…

make a note

a few moths since

these leaves turned over

make a note

want to remember

every moment

might seem pointless

can’t let the fog as the snow melts

go unnoticed

did you happen to check it out

tonight maybe the moon shines

shooting star right through

Orion’s belt always seems to help

center the self quick

even in the rain

know where it should be

in the fog hiding in the shadows

sometimes better not to be seen

so often or at all

never will give up the game of words…

not in the wrong place

if you can see this from where

you sit just relax you are not in the wrong place

look at new ideas with eyes wide and mind open

up to you to stand out as individuals or

to fit into a collective group thought

politicians prefer you fall into one of their groups

you must stand out and sometimes you can’t fit in

look deep into your heart and mind

down with controllers all of them

on the thought of who to trust and believe in

yourself, that’s who…

winter numbness

winter numbs everything

twists together

gets buried under cold

layer after layer applied

then peeled once reentry made

any warmth probably accidental

like I meant it

every word heard absurd

but what are they really going to do

on the couch all day

watching what is there

do they have to anything to say

no thought original

and a pill for every bad attitude

each new day brings

never changing because they’d

have to make it and

it’s not dinner time

but I am hungry for some new thought

maybe rhymes rolling dimes

but I don’t need the money or the front

probably put the whole thing in one blunt

won’t smoke to get stupid but to elevate

everything I touch bring it with you

if you are going outside

but they won’t make it far without

the proper paper work or balls to break the law

it’s a little bit funny laughing from the kettle

smoke the pot no thought second

nature first place to travel

inward like eyes when tired

absorbing as much each day

try to learn it up

so really don’t look at me

like that when I put a flame

to it and burn it up…

nothing to do with conquest

if anyone really cared enough it could probably be stopped

there has got to be a better way to get along

is violence all we know as a society

one love never even considered

principle contradicted everyday bombs drop

more invasions and foreign entanglements

deeply warned by so many but ignored en masse

rooted too deep to topple all at once

in small spurts becoming less free

the privacy we one once guaranteed gone

mind controlled into thinking it’s for our best interest

of by and for the people never forget

every one of the bill of rights

American knowledge of US history must include

it and not forget it

is the security for the rights we were born with individual freedom

that is it, we need not fear government interference

we the people must have forgot or got conditioned

should we all become rebels again

have we lost the spirit of freedom and revolution

nothing to do with conquest, pure liberty

to those who value the future

do what you need to do to be awake

with whatever tools are available and necessary

conquest(ion) everything…

controls the pen

he might write all night long ten days straight

who am I to get in the way, he

controls the pen has for years

the stacks of books the library he is creating

present a picture of nearly nonstop thought

controls remain unmanned can’t take

the corner without flipping over going too fast

past haunts every day with all the bad decisions

he made forever making new decisions count

who he is now completely different

controls his own movement not just

the pen any more or less

past haunting being defeated

controls left unmanned until a new focus reached

the center where eyes would meet

future could be something else…

reasoning takes over

unfortunately things are not as they seem

our perceptions of things are based in half truths

education fails to develop independent thought

system built to destroy the family too

is this the new American dream

not exactly what they told us it would be

only takes some reading into the stories

failing to investigate breeds ignorance

to ignore the facts can’t

teach things that might be useful

critical times could be approaching

thinking as a collective will do no good

it results in dependence on other to take care

is this the new American dream

often I mistake freedom for freedom

itself defined needs no other words

a state of mind and being protected by the constitution

source it for yourself cannot argue

of course so many will and try to explain times have changed

confused and swindled into believing the government

rhetoric about being there to help people

and not cause more destruction than good

emotional distress in everyone everywhere

venting may in fact commence the American Spring

in the street people screaming with nowhere else to go

place faith in the government to lead only leads to let down

of course they will argue

systematic analysis necessary

reasoning takes over…

staying positive

the hard part remains staying positive

aim for center balance and using every ounce

of strength gained through years of change

public information once guarded as private

education is never focused on preparation for it

is a place for children while adults work

not preparing youth to be self sufficient

to be strong individuals with new ideas

spread freedom and liberty through the individuals

enlightenment not in a group thought collectively clueless

at that point when there is a dependence on

all the technology created for us to rely on

it makes us weak, we fear what now

is it really scary thinking about protecting ourselves

simply put why do we not know how to protect ourselves

reduce fear and reduce trust in authority for protection

as you peel away layers of lies and disinformation

many revelations start to take place

individuals rising and becoming a critical mass resistance

as revolutionary as it sounds it is

possible when the youth are encouraged

to be themselves and creative

the future should be looked forward to

same as progression of humanity to a peaceful

level of logic finally found and shared

to a level of peace the world has never seen but deserves

breed positive ideas and individuals everywhere

a dream no more as we make it be real

standard always should stand on freedom and liberty foundation

citizenry needs empowerment

to conquer those standing at the gates

put down the pen if necessary

down with the controllers, all of them

dissent is strong in a healthy nation

and happiness is that positive strength

originality is that individual path…

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cancelled indefinitely

the thought alone shouldn’t be just mine

greatest country still despite all the flaws and

threat of force to obey the laws

to the letter—oh, we better

our freedom somehow depends on it

world leader still in militarization and creating debt

and killing people with drones in the sky

it’s like something out of a science fiction movie

peace is what it is not and truth never

comes out as the story develops

from what happened to where

those in power need it to go

who benefits from conflict who would

want separation and division

war becomes the only option because there is no more diplomacy

who makes up these rules and why do we let them

prepare for the worst and get called paranoid

for most will always believe the stories told

it makes no difference that it doesn’t make sense

and it only seems to worry those who think logically

who could pull that much wool over so many eyes

by the time everyone figures it out

holding out hands needing a citizen bail—

out,  the economy most likely worse

vague words swirl around what’s really happening

promises that soon things will be looking up plenty

of debt passing on the payment to

future generations to understand why

peace historically has always been out of reach

or never even an attempted goal

by deception they shall do more war

instilling militant resistance and

fear in countries being attacked in defense

of freedom from

foreign entanglements always putting

aggression on top of more aggression

try peace for a change from one end of the world

to the other side and maybe humanity is naturally violent

make(s) the wrong decision and leaving

us to wonder who stands with them as

accomplices to the brutality of war

to the innocent and

their homeland

plans probably cancelled indefinitely…

page littered

see the top of my head

as you enter the room

under the house at the table

call it a living tomb

but a room just the same

place to rest the head

resting in between daze

working probably until I’m dead

or can’t move because

of all the work I have done

not saying much still

you need to catch up

if you’re behind above all

just wake the fuck up

know that everything they say

has been lies

everything before eyes

is it really a surprise

look at the news is it

ever straight up factual report

opinions and paid shills

the talking heads contort

the truth into a package

to consume

once awake the anger

might consume

the mind like it’s done

to mine at times

mostly just thoughts

occasionally rhymes

scattered and littered

all over the page

sitting head down writing

not standing on a stage…

another number

another number another

day closer to something

haven’t quite made it

there yet another story entirely

once an arrival born

out of more random thought

think your yourself

personal dream living it daily

like a meditation or prayer

living it daily though

not hoping for salvation…

before noon focus

before noon so many thoughts

as if the years been going

on for hours might pass

and will probably want

to rest a bit today with no

work for someone else only

before noon probably too many

thoughts scribbled out across page

after page got to communicate

more without the walls constructed…

if somehow it’s supposed make sense

we might have to stand back

all will come into focus

thought on what’s important

alike no one you know

no thought unturned

one love throughout ever-since

would be there if possible

be here now

thinking of it all…

still doing it

still doing it

just to put thoughts on a page

in front of someone else

for no good reason

good enough

for what group

don’t want the groups approval

want to appeal to individuals

inspire individual creativity

not group worship

its ok to be ourselves

some will never say they know it

all and others it’s all they say

still doing it filling books

in another basement

someday someone will see

the importance in searching

deep in the cracks of the mind

allowed to roam

free in a larger cage

than usual someday there will

be no limits might never

see those days in a world

locked down…

new one rolls in

too many swirl the brain

stir it up dizzy dreams

awake until the end

unless sleep comes first

and it might

night proves colder

on the warmer side today

just like all the rest

beats behind ears

as lyrics join and mix

with these thoughts too

trying to make it

til the new one rolls in…

couldn't be

twenty oh one three

no more it couldn’t be

another year

another me

monkey in a tree

won’t come down

cut the base

falls fast first hit face

playing cards blindfolded

with no ace

still won’t leave

the table sharing space…

a library of its own

what’s left to say really

enough written

to never be able to present

it all together

might be it’s own library

someday more words

will fill pages that aren’t

even here yet

thinking what else can be said

that isn’t just senseless babble

sitting standing or not knowing

who holds the pen at times

took a short walk in the snow

tonight saw the stars

as bright as they get

around here much amazement

barely scratched the surface

what’s beneath each new day

tonight won’t stop until

these eyes close for sleep

only goal

wake up each day

waking up a little more each day…

can't remember

can’t remember

reach back to forget

the worst of times

floor above

from now on only up

where to go

I never really know

sit with thoughts alone

can’t remember

find clues along

the way ask a

man I don’t know why

I even ask merely
want to understand the mind

to be free again

be alone in thought…

tenth

sure the snow looks nice

but would wish the cold

away if I could travel south

sort of trapped or I would

sure it is momentary

dry skinned hands

this time of year

could nap the day away

instead putting more thoughts

in front of any eyes

that will look

how many years

will I pen these thought

before sending them into

a cyber-space bubble

crazy how all this works

it’s the tenth of the month

and am pointing this out

for no reason at all

nothing to read into here

just rambling along

listening to the sound

of the pen on the page…

put in our way

looking back

against all walls

built around individuals

must strive for freedom

no one can see what is real

looking ahead

over and around

all of the distractions

put in our way

even if it was a great game

and our team won

it’s still a distraction

device to control

control the attention

and program the results

even if the smart phones

can do everything for you

looking ahead how can individual

freedom compete with

all these distractions…

real program

how real is our world

and all the things we do daily

what is this life we are living

the encouragement is towards

a collective not an individualistic

way of life

how real is our world

how much is programmed…

strange times

strange times

no one will argue that point

but who can pay attention

mind control keeping us all

mesmerized with trivial things

and crazy we think we need them

generations conditioned

from birth not question

what you learn or how you learn

or what you see

where is all leading

social media has taken over

an entire generation

who will not grow up

without a smart phone

strange times… 

path to follow

its actually an information war

their power stems

from our cowering in fear

that they and they alone will protect

but who are they protecting

we need to be strong stand strong

and we don’t need their solutions

they become the problem

and the real solution is exposing the truth

behind their power

liberty and freedom

the path to follow…

it is serious

seriously

need to open up the mind

to anyone and everyone

who will listen

it’s for the future

it’s constantly changing

an experiment

we all participate

it doesn’t matter

who we think we are

we are all part of a system

and it can be frustrating

coming to believe that what we are told

is the truth and finding out that

most of it has been lies

seriously

it’s a crazy world

we are a part of

why do so few powerful

have a tight hold

on the multitudes

how does this happen

seriously?...