Sunday, October 27, 2013

i was just lost then i found

I wish i could visit every home
see every face
feel every hand
but i do via the eye
hurts like hell
i could fix it all
one step at a time
i could give satisfaction
to insatisfaction
just to be.
is enough.
Or is it?
I am disappearing
fading away
nothing to say
a small dot
gone.
I sit on an empty stage
having nothing to say
no binary genius here
just me
human till the end.
Do you see where we're going?
When I come back again
I'll have a machine head.
problems of the poor
I'll have a chip to buy or sell
this is the future
this is hell.
cuz i like to be free.
We bide our time like we have forever
but we do have forever
back together you and me.
in another time.
Where do we draw the line?
Remember the snake is slow to react.
bureaucracy trap

all hail mighty beer

Freedom from slavery.
anyway I had a dream of demons and God
demons are real
who knew?
weight on your shoulders gun in your hand
knife in your argument
you'll see his small trench coat
fat bodied sausaged between
and smile on his gold teeth.
isn't life neat?
then you see god
sitting playing chess with the homeless
ready to tell
how the road leads to the sun
and then
we all become
one.
not your fucking collective religion
your money grubbing guru and his bull shit.
marketing fuckers need to die
eulogy
he had something to say
a lot of nothing to say.
Dubai needs to die
gomorrah is a palm city
in the desert
judgement is swift.
A tsunami is to come.
Muhaamad likes to fuck little girls
and we do not approve.
your tower of babel
needs to take a little ride
to reality. good times.
fun times
who do you think that you are?
Money does not matter
power does not matter
status does not matter
all that matters is the sweet whisper
of butterfly wings
in a dark night
under a full moon.
kaput.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

holy shit my last post got censored.

I wonder who did the censoring...
if you want to know what it says look
up the Latin form of the word cretin.
lol welcome to 1984
leave your mind by the door.
thought police. 

what?

What is it I own?
static perception machine
prisoner
of my own acumen.
Freedom is a shuttered window
a closed door
metal casing closing.
the clanging of a metal cup
against bars
a gorilla's stance
in a cement room.
They never knew the orangutan
hid the key in his mouth
to pick the lock
and make his escape.
Good for him.
I'm with you buddy
though in your anger
you rip the heads from children
with no remorse.
Instinctual survival
of the most scared.
Fear.
"A ride."
Your eulogy resounds in my head
the god's tool
broke the silence in the room.
I look but it's all gone, again.
we are not the orangutan.
Alexander shook his head
what to do
when "there are no more world's to conquer"?
We'll bake bread in clay ovens
thanking god for warm bellies
clay in clay
a catalyst for our fermentation.
drunk and satiated
till the sun rises again.
Pragmatic practical steps to the end
someone must keep a clear mind
while the cretins while away the time
Latin form christianus (christ's ass or )
an innocent fool. 
Modus of control.
Cognitive dissonance
creates static states 
ambivalence
imbalance
between truth
and illusion. 
What does a walking perception machine own?
Only this moment.  

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Not ready for public consumption.

Laying in the darkness
somewhere between sleep and light
a rat's snout touched my foot
or so i thought
then high pitched sound
of small teeth
like tiny sharp chains
scratching glass in the black
imagination eyes points of red
at the edge of my bed.
Earlier
The bear was large and healthy
walking on the right
as i passed the carcass
in the middle
of the road
dead female bear
sunk in dead eyed
blood splat
final repose.
There are bears here?
She smiled her acquiesce.
Then a flock of birds
or so I thought
crossing my path in flight
too late
dead smack on
 rolling on the hood of my car
evolving with each turn
bird into rabbit
chocolate fur
deep brown eyes
through the windshield
looked sideways at me
got up, shook himself off, and lopped away.
Next night.
A gray and white cat
dressed in a purple crochet vest
smiles goofy parentheses spread
across a satisfied face.
At the edge of the bed
gnashing tiny teeth.
The way of dreams.
An angry African woman pushes a
lawn mower down the highway in the hot sun.
I pass her
then turn around to pick her up
good Samaritan
i have to chase her down the road
hey come with me I'll take you where you need to be
and we can put your mower
in the back.
the anger rushes out of her
and i am awake.



Tuesday, August 20, 2013

ode to beer part two

yes no good slime of the earth
you perch upon the backs of all
grasshopper
hoping it doesn't get to cold this winter
no electricity
water frozen
big problems
my god why don't i die already
the birds will come back and expect bread
to feed their young
and pools of water to bathe in.
how many months?
three. the birds will be back to feed
and i should be ready.
when there are not enough seeds or berries to survive.
i fed you to early and you left
your berry soaked shits on my car.
you could have hit the trees i would have gotten the message.
sheesh.
i don't keep my responsibilities healthy.
i barely care about me.
who the hell
am i talking to anyway
huzzah.
side tracked.

hmmmm 562

i need feedback what r u thinking?
picking up keywords
finding i know nothing
even with streudle.
im just a fat lady
living in a fat house
yappity yapping
about things she knows nothing about.
so you get high
so you watch fractals
so you understand the turning of the twisting of the
program
who knows the answer
who got it right
yes me. microbiology community college
see the dna see the rna see the proteins building
matter.
but what does it matter
when
discuss the parameters of the prison
grid
vibrational properties.
a mathematical equation
a new kanji
yes now i see
how the sword becomes grass
where we lie
side by side
looking at the sky
the sun is warm today
connect
disconnect
connect
disconnect
vibrate to the left or right
dimension one
vibrate to the left and right also up and down
dimension two
vibrate to pi while vibrating up down and side to side
dimension three
I am one of three.
3 keys to the universe and you will never put them all together.
I am level three.
achieve unlock
the 2nd horseman.
i am the first.
Upon black wings i come to discuss
boredom
vents
never found by a google search
imagine that.
For 40 days and 40 nights i slept in the dessert.
ingested the thoughts and guts
of  sess pools of want.
what would you do when an angel passes by?
offer her hot sauce and work
a way to get by
offer her home and security
find security a lie.
I saw my friend in the desert
he reached out his hand and he pulled me up
out of the darkness
i have come here not of my will
but the will which makes you scream your prayers
to the homeless
and slap leather
to ease your wine soaked mind
to believe tv when you know
hmmmmmmm........................................................562.


ode to beer

The triad of consumption
mastication
eat drink
be
marry
dead or alive
beer.
i love it.
one step away
schizophrenia
cognitive disassociation
cognitive dissonance
Tonight a fire to the moon.
blue gray craters
never stray
always the same
just a footprint here and there and
a perfectly preserved flag.
by a green screen
david icke peace and love
blah blah blah
ode to beer.
work obey die
such a strong war to fight
sausage grinders
spitting us out
nodding yes to everything
put bare feet on the ground
grab the grass
look up to the sky
conduit.
a displacement of energy from me to thee.
people with gills
people with wings
stem cells
fun time.
wouldn't you if you could?
grow a wing on the back of a child.
fish stem cells he can breathe under water.
but the pressure is a killer
kersplat
ode to beer.
jekyl island the home to the  displaced.
agenda 21 quietly sneaking in
condos stacked a million high.
this is where we'll all live.
aliens in control of the militia
wall.
keeping us in.
sustainability
collective
lies.
two words to know it's a trap
indivualism freedom.
don't collect
don't hive
lies.
from me to you
ode to beer.
ride the backs of the wicked
take what is mine
it's time.
wait we're not prepared
parameters of the prison
unclear.
ode to beer.
the whole one thing
another lie
religion just to get you to buy.
this one can see
and so can i ...
fuck
close my eyes.
all lies.
realize.
if a mouse
which has learned
from tests before
which door
how much more
you and I?
dna./
water into wine.
they all sit quietly
ancestors
circle of stone
eyes closed
if i told you the truth would you believe me?
no.
what's the point to being alive
supersize
eat die.
ode to beer.
aliens are among us and poodles
who love jeweled collars
and filet mignon
have gone rogue.
eating starving children
and fucking the ones who survive.
pandemonium.
we concede.
afraid to bleed.
ode to beer.
anyway... there is no ship which can bear you hence
there is only the great divide
unless you decide what is wrong what is right.
compassion,
empathy,
a connection to your fellow man.
woman
moon, earth, sun, stars.
refuse to feed the snake.
he is slow
takes time to assimilate.
outmaneuvered easily
like a zombie apocalypse
but we are the ones with the guns.
:D
ode to beer.




The pilot

Slippery sliming wet lips
chomping mouths
green bellies
thought we would say
a family of dinosaurs about cuts it.
isn't the baby cute
feeding off the blood of dogmatic
believer,
fool,
non believer
parameters of our prison
discover it.
There are no walls
only doorways
simplistic
at any one point in time
i am everywhere and nowhere at all.
the coil has the power to do work
not just light the book
lifting stone.
no tractor.
i'm chained by the belly of the chef
get in my belly
chains and ropes
around my neck
dangling from the whim of a spirit.
not enough soap to wash it off.
a sideways glance
at infinity
in the same image as the
universe
is us
we are the universe.
pot gibberish.
one big universe man
we are the cells
in our jails
mitochondria
do some work
make some protein.
build something for god's sake
the universe man sits on the universe couch
blue
transparent
once you know all there is to know
where do you go?
no one watches the watchmen
he just looks hard one two three four times
into himself.

Monday, August 19, 2013

wl

Great Owl give us your wisdom
dit moi
so fooled.
You have brought us abundance
we will worship you like gods.
round and round the cube.
round and round the tree
red light
owls.
They're not gods
they're aliens
and we have no abundance.
abundance for all or
no one.
abundance is you stomping your foot
as a child
yes sir senator
we got a full on alien invasion
whose side r u on?
you wanted it now wake up!
Mulberries influence is waning
yet another steps in to take his place.
let me debrief you on that
this
now they're friendly so
for gray blank pieces of paper
and your boot on the backs of the poor.
Oh wise owl we are all of one accord.
chess board
ours the king.
queen
 every one underneath

ep2

 It's raining in my living room
flies buzz
vegetables rot
feed the flowers
and the weeds
of which the latter
is my favorite
what makes something ugly
and another beauty
but eyes
cigarettes
coffee
decomposition
answer the phones in the
office
a little cleaning
funeral home
smell the dead
lying laying loathing
tears and regret
or a happy accumulation
of relief.
strong feelings
absorbed
trying the coffin on for size
playing in the funeral room
you live there after all.
my own eulogy
requiem
god laughing through Amadeus
but did anyone write anything for you?
pictures candles
limo ride
look around i chose to live
you ride on.
i'm with the kid.



The sun & the moon

Stare at the day and fight
for absolution
each one wins in
their own way.
Encased in filth
layering dust upon dirt
The moon has won
slipping into the crystal caves
resting my head on the pillow
a doorway
everything is light
except two dark eyes walking
smiling light from eye to eye
what do we have today?
what did you bring me?
dit moi
I am part of their light
but vibrating lower
fully exposed to x ray eyes
every word unspoken thought
there
what did you bring me?
stasis.
I am dark
i will envelope you and bring you
with me freddie up and out
spit in my mouth
like an alien
from a dream bring you out with me.
impossible.
you'll never be strong enough
but i like rebellion
shows the mettle the author made
the only good in you is me
that's why you only come in dreams.
See me on my dimensional plane
or the one i step into.
when my body's in the ground.
level.
no light man
superior.
like a black mama
in georgia never birthed no babies
but don't you know ms scarlett
we loves you.
i know i loved that movie too
lets be friends.
no. this nighttime shit has got to go
i don't have time for your poking
prodding
trying to figure out where
you went wrong.
this is us we are here
you are not
move on.
manipulate
gesticulate
masticate
but we will find a way to you
and stop the shenanigans
because you are real
i know it, they know it,... and one way or another
soon everyone will know it
lets see how far your hand
reaches then.
more than you can do.
gibberish.
multitudes multiplying.
screaming at the same time
would blow your little light head apart.



Sunday, August 18, 2013

Now

Now that i have your attention
public education a mass control
herding cattle to the slaughter
i'm tired of being here.
we are ready to leave
we'll be back for the same fight
what is right
what is wrong
how people melt into the sand
for lack of caring sharing what is ours.
I hate it here.
They tell me what happens
when you fail to perceive.
lost nothingness.
i refuse to believe
it will be an aha moment
i'll remember what i was supposed to forget
and stupid me
will be back.
nah i already know
massive factory of souls
no escape even when you're dead.
stasis.
i create stasis
in this moment
i am everything and nothing at all.
stasis is decay.
it's nice to chill in my ability
body pushing it to its limits
heart pumping
brain firing
burning out
doing everything wrong
the call of the night
is a demon
embracing the moon.
to bob dylan
and beyond......lol
fuck.


Monday, July 22, 2013

that aussie bitch

talks too much
she needs to go
too over protected.
doesn't realize the common man
she is entrenched in illusion
left to struggle on her own
too many bad choices.\
australian's all wanna go.
must be something better than here.
poisonous spiders and politicians.
sucking the gas from
steel pigs
with smacking lips.
maybe there's an island somewhere
a soverign place to refuse to pay to
shoot down children
and destroy countries.
idk
shit sucks
a black president
encouraging a race war
asshole
my son could be that stupid
trayvon who bit off a little more than he could chew
hit me
fuck you
shoot you down.
choices.

self sustainability
do not rely on the system
the system has control of all those things
you think you need
in the drier states
where water is scarce
control is absolute.
if there were water we could drink
below this red rock
what are the bases needs
full fill them
disregard all else.
only zeros and os
and men behind curtains
unsure of what they are doing.
you have as much power as them
the turning of the wheel
those books are bullshit
once people realize this
all hell will break loose
no back to guard no safe to be
walls will come down
and what are we
without these things
keeping us safe?
unafraid.
imagine that.
flesh falls away
pure spirit unafraid.
what then?
bliss, remembrance.
mirrors and alice
still human.
"there is nothing good or bad
but thinking makes it so."
"oh that Shakespearean rag."
I demand stability
I demand chaos.
stasis is death.



Saturday, July 20, 2013

liverpool lollis
so polite
who can do wrong when the grass is green
slate is clean
we got this brain
thing down
he'll be fine.
stone walls can't keep
you safe
we'll ease through any defense you choose
are we a threat?
no.
we are.
so look the other way
all is okay
when the time is near
things are clear
we will lift you down
to bring you up.
with laughter, lilacs,
not even silenced yet.
molasses rainbows
maple syrup rings sticky things
dreams.
the truth a ship ride to a cave
the old man in the mountain sleeps
dreams
awakened abruptly
destruction
spinning golden threads
of arabian tales
of wheels and cubes
geometric simplicity.
keeping the slumber of the ancient one.
inception
deception
elevator to the sky.
gibberish he coughed and spit coke
one ship just a dust mite
breathed up one hairy nostril
and spits the ship back into
the ocean giant phlegm.
hey dude we found this pyramid under the sea
triangulate
maps move around
we left some bread crumbs to show where
we'd been.
so we can find our way back
somehow got off track
assimilated in a most disastrous way
swallowed by the borg.
i miss my wings
phantom limb
they're still there in my mind.
maybe in the 11th universe they'll be reclaimed.
but today is not that day.
label
babel
ladders to the sky
schizophrenic
disregard.
the storm is coming too slow.
lets take an l train to the party
let's go.   

h MMM

IT was the last days of the reign
ordinary men
he looked right then down
heavy was the head
wearing the gold
in the emerald city
belonging to no country.
for god's sake say crown.
knotted stomachs
bile in throats
just get it all up
vomit.....
he was in disarray
things are this way
need to know got to know
orders
couldn't face the discrepancy between
what is and is make believe.
no longer wanting to play he retired to
leave the salamanders losing tales and drinking blood.
with a healthy desire
for fresher and fresher meat.
what does he do now in a lonely room?
never alone
like anyone will believe a 360
the truth is a spiral egg in
a sea of green
sucking the rain from the sky.
terraforming.
it's the next big thing
keeping you informed with movies
you just got to see and believe.
The science is real.



Friday, July 19, 2013

not done

like i was saying
the corn is really high
the harvest will be good
do beef prices go down
cuz we did good?
nope they go into the pockets of old men
who hide
and throw lots
and laugh a lot.
people dance through my head
the biggest thing is kindness
dalai lama land
one man walks through
the dimensions
seeing past and future
and picking out artifacts which were his
his soul lasts through
the brain's evolution
imagine that
someone who knows more than you
a threat to the grinding machinery
which chews up all
and spits out nothing
i spread my wings
and throw out
energy
sovereign entity
fear nothing
respect no one
im smoking like the french
back pedaling to cancer land
yay fun.
back stroking to zulu land
im it's biggest fan.
you lost me on that?
my mind's confused
was that me thinking that or you?
ill be back with a slight reprieve
but just one second there is all i need
reenergized
ready to be alive
till you beat me down again.
i want to be a waste of human flesh
get a job you slob
and pay your way
this is the mother fucking usa.
stand up straight be clean dont be mean
the meek will inherit the earth
sheep
yeah right.
the meek will take the boot on the neck
and smile and say
well maybe next week it'll be about me
promiseland
is closed
and you are a brick
on its golden wall.
screaming for eternity.
do you see.
the only hope in the ghetto.


So i made a stand
with my left hand
now it's numb
creator or replicator
your choice.
grammar nazis sit in paneled rooms
and feel superior
watching the big screen
in the trailer park
hook me up harry
10 dollars a month.
There's a toad in my garden
under a quarter moon
signaling 
darth vader's masterpeice
downed by a gopher monger 
it stands.
a man stands next to a heaped grave
with a shovel and a smile
spit some mud on the ground
and give me a smile
the cat's dead.,
but i didn't watch it die
tortured
i set it free
do or die
adrenaline
how bad do you wanna live?
at least you're/were free.
i see
brown eyes and sand
cold dark stares
around the cube they go
gathering forces
nothing changes
it's just written down
different
over and over playing the same game
does the pope have a court reporter
keeping this down
cause the second phase
is coming
the book is a living testament
and what is so sig about living things
they always change.
can't be helped
zombies
are awakening
but the corn is high
and you'll forget
as long as profits are high.
funny how you churn them out
public education
learned in the cotton fields how to make a man in
seven days
your way.
i don't like it
the earth is hungry
glorifying in wondorous energy
not the crap you're spewing out
fear
distrust
hate
fear
bull shit.
it's all a lie.
then what is it?
it's embracing
knowing
entertwining
from small to large
and a lot of laughter.
because everything is funny.
maybe it's a drop out
because you are still investigating
the parameters of your prison
when there is no prison at all.
i'm just a small dot
inside a dot
made of a dot.
not a lot.

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

what was that you said?
frequency getting in the way
ill be silenced soon
but not for long
even the rocks
and stones will sing
murmuration
cut off
still
staying close
moving the same
to avoid the enemy.
imagined
or realized.
sun tsu
cutting off the heads of geisha's to
make a point.
women are expendable.
sweetness and light
giggles in the dark
won't save you from the blade.
the mountain has no pity.
you face the mountain
on its terms
not yours
are you prepared?
i've brought my socks
but not my bag
i've brought my bag
but not my socks.
fish.
the gulf stream
japan
radioactivity
sends tainted fish our way.
zombie time.
even more so.
they are fucks
to test a weapon next to a fault line
to cover their tracks that a weapon
was tested
fuck japan
pearl harbor and shit.
no armies.